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@ -80,7 +80,7 @@ It giggled and pushed its paws up over her face. "Motes Motes Motes! Look at you
"Absolutely not."
Motes giggled. "No, I was asking what you are working on in general. What are you working on these days?"
Motes smirked. "No, I was asking what you are working on in general. What are you working on these days?"
"Oh!" They sat up cross-legged, letting Motes do the same. "I got a letter from both of the LVs, and–"
@ -98,7 +98,7 @@ Motes nodded. "Tell me about that, then. I do not want mopey Warmth."
"Good!"
Ey giggled. "But! Do you want to taste a *frahabrodåt?*"
Ey laughed. "But! Do you want to taste a *frahabrodåt?*"
"What the frick is a *frahabrodåt?*"
@ -166,7 +166,7 @@ She laughed, rolling onto her back again. "I know there are lots of people who h
"Oh."
"Yeah," Motes said, sighing. "Like, Sasha was the last straw, sure, but it was also because of all of that."
"Yeah," Motes said. "Like, Sasha was the last straw, sure, but it was also because of all of that."
Warmth sighed, stretching their arms in front of em. "I know she has not *actually* cut me off, but she might as well have. Her and In Dreams both, with their stanzas."
@ -202,7 +202,7 @@ Ey shrugged. "It would suck, but yeah." It thought for a moment, then shrugged.
"Sorry, Mote." Warmth scooted closer and draped an arm over her front. "I did not mean to rub it in any."
She nodded and tugged Warmth's arm up to own around it. "It is okay, just had not heard it put like that before."
She nodded and tugged Warmth's arm up to hug her own around it. "It is okay, just had not heard it put like that before."
"Dear got its fair share of getting cast out as it became more and more of a snotty little shit, and some of that rubbed off onto us. I have a fair few people who dislike me because of that."
@ -218,6 +218,6 @@ It grinned, nodded.
Warmth bumped eir nose against hers. "Maybe. I do not know, Mote. Even if the timing does not work, you are probably right that they feel hurt by all that. I am sorry you were also one of their targets."
She sighed, nodded. "Thanks."
She wilted, nodded. "Thanks."
"Mmhm. Now, come on. Let us lick a battery terminal and eat a passion fruit and see how it stacks up against *frahabrodåt,* and then get some *actual* food."