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@ -59,7 +59,7 @@ The reprieve lasted until morning when, upon waking, Codrin discovered a note on
Attached was the full text of both messages received so far.
After reading the note, ey placed it face down on the table and made eir way to make coffee. Ey needed at least some mood-altering substance before engaging with that, and it was far too early in the morning to reach for wine.
After reading the note, ey placed it face down on the table and headed to the kitchen to make coffee. Ey needed at least some mood-altering substance before engaging with that, and it was far too early in the morning to reach for wine.
When Dear read the note, the fox made a sour face. *"I am not sure whether she is trying to be funny, strategically honest, or simply a brat."*
@ -117,7 +117,7 @@ Codrin had never seen a therapist either before or after uploading. Before, it h
Ey had, however, seen a counselor in school as mandated by the school itself. Mr. Nicolescu had been a kindly old gentleman, but one who seemed perpetually on the brink of collapsing from exhaustion. It made sense, given the size of the school, the requirement to meet with every student once a year, and the lack of any other counselors. Ey had been a good student and a quiet kid, and seeing him any context other than the required visit was often a sign that something had gone wrong.
Sarah Genet immediately reminded em of Mr. Nicolescu in so many ways. The way she walked, the way she held herself, her smile, the way she listened with her whole attention on whatever someone had to say.
Sarah Genet immediately reminded em of Mr. Nicolescu in many ways. The way she walked, the way she held herself, her smile, the way she listened with her whole attention on whatever someone had to say.
Ey liked her immediately, a feeling which ey'd questioned ever since composing the *History.*
@ -167,7 +167,7 @@ Sarah laughed. "Have they sent us anything to teach us their language?"
*"One of their languages, perhaps,"* Dear chimed in. *"There seem to be four different species."*
"One of them, right," she said. "We apparently only sent them our *lingua franca,* though, so maybe they have similar."
"One of them, right," she said. "If we only sent them our *lingua franca,* though, maybe they have similar."
"I don't know, actually. Those are the messages I have, but I don't know if they're the only ones," Codrin said. "We'll probably learn more tonight. You alright creating a long-running fork for the project? That's what she made Tycho do."