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@@ -46,7 +46,7 @@ At this, the skunk brightened considerably. "This is what I was expecting. I hav
 
 "Perhaps! I do not doubt it, from that fox. It is always so dramatic." She retrieved her paw to fold it with the other before her. "Right. I remained behind because it tickled me to do so. Could I have invested in the Launch? Of course. However, it occurred to me early on, soon after you and I agreed to work on this project together, that acting as a fulcrum between the two LVs would not just keep my instance from infecting the responses that I received, but would allow me to play them against each other.
 
-"Besides," she said, stabbing her pinky toward em. "There is no Ioan on the Launches, and I am busy wrapping you around my little finger."
+"Besides," she added, stabbing her pinky toward em, "there is no Ioan on the Launches, and I am busy wrapping you around my little finger."
 
 Ey laughed. "Well, keep up the good work, then."
 
@@ -94,7 +94,7 @@ Ey nodded. Something in the skunk's expression told em that the topic was closed
 
 "Perceptive, as always. Whenever you talk with Douglas, your cousin however many times removed, you always evade his questions about your name, and have yet to tell him about your origins, though I know that that would mean a lot to him. Why?"
 
-Her laugh was musical and expression almost giddy. "We already talked about having fun, dear."
+Her laugh was musical and expression almost giddy. "We already talked about having fun, my dear."
 
 "Well, yes, but that was fun involving yourself. What's the origin of this fun involving someone else?"
 
@@ -174,7 +174,7 @@ She shook her head. "If you would like to think of it that way, yes, but I would
 
 "No. Sit down by me."
 
-They both shifted to a cross-legged position before this brand new plant in the yard, both looking at the yellow flower May turned this way and that in her paw.
+They both knelt before this brand new plant in the yard, both looking at the yellow flower May turned this way and that in her paw.
 
 "This is a dandelion. It--"
 
@@ -184,7 +184,7 @@ May nodded and beckoned for em to continue.
 
 "We didn't have a yard where I grew up. Just an apartment block facing the street, a strip of weeds between the building and sidewalk, and then between the sidewalk and road. At one time, I think that strip had contained grass and trees, but now it just contained a narrow path full of thistles and dandelions.
 
-"I only ever saw lawns in movies or on the net. The world wasn't as bad back then as Douglas makes it sound now, but still, we weren't wealthy, and it was hard enough to ensure a steady supply of clean water for the residents, never mind grass like this. We were certainly not wealthy enough for that." Ey laughed. "Well, we were dirt poor, actually. Most of the weeds were green, leafy things with fuzzy green flowers that would turn into bundles of seeds, or spiky thistles with purple bulbs of flowers, but there were a few dandelions scattered about."
+"I only ever saw lawns in movies or on the 'net. The world wasn't as bad back then as Douglas makes it sound now, but still, we weren't wealthy, and it was hard enough to ensure a steady supply of clean water for the residents, never mind grass like this. We were certainly not wealthy enough for that." Ey laughed. "Well, we were dirt poor, actually. Most of the weeds were green, leafy things with fuzzy green flowers that would turn into bundles of seeds, or spiky thistles with purple bulbs of flowers, but there were a few dandelions scattered about."
 
 "No lilacs?"
 
@@ -208,7 +208,7 @@ Ey grinned as she held the flower in both paws like a tray carrying food.
 
 "But that is not what I like about them. I am telling you, now that you are awake, the things that I whispered to you to bring about this story. The things I suggested, as you put it. What I love is their scent." She held it up for em to sniff. "They smell like muffins. How can anything that smells like muffins be bad?"
 
-Ey breathed deep of that scent. There was, indeed, the scent of some baked sweet bread, but that was layered atop a vegetal scent. It was not unpleasant, but not precisely like a muffin. Ey decided not to share this opinion with May.
+Ey breathed deep of that scent. There was, indeed, the note of some baked sweet bread, but that was layered atop a vegetal scent. It was not unpleasant, but not precisely like a muffin. Ey decided not to share this opinion with May.
 
 Instead, ey asked, "Is that your story, May?"