ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝐙𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐃

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A plan like that might work for you, but somethin' tells me the process for Ms. Shepherd needs to be a little more… uh… calculated.

That's fair. But seriously, this ain't gonna happen in a day. Relax. Untense those shoulders. Breathe deep. Love'll come along, sooner or later.

Okay, okay; fair point. Do what ya gotta do, Ms. Shepherd. Just do me a favor, and don't force this stuff. Stress is 𝘯𝘰𝘵 a good look on you. No offense.

Ehhh, I dunno if I'd go that far. I think you're just havin' some bad luck lately is all.

Now, hey, far be it from me to tell ya how to live. But the way things are goin'… Maybe ya just gotta take a step back and let things work themselves out for a little while. Live for yourself, y'know?

I used to think it was bad when 𝑰 was a youngin'. But you ain't kiddin', it's worse than ever.

Tch. A real man knows how to take a rejection with some grace. How insecure ya gotta be for THAT to be the tipping point? Sheesh.

I— Yeah, that's about what I expected. Anyway, see ya 'round, Shep!

Oh ho ho. You'll make a man blush, talking like that. You're too kind, Ms. Shepherd, really! But you know what they say. Beauty's in the eye of the beholder.

ᅠᅠ [ W h e e z e . Send help, he's gonna die.] It was already… really great. But you… you said it with such a straight face! Perfect.

ᅠᅠ [Don't mind him, just dying-laughing off in the background.]

Nah, I've said my piece. You're the one with the purification power here. You can deal with the problem now, or you can deal with the fallout later. Your call.

Doesn't sound like Shep is too keen on it anyway. Oh well, guess I can't judge. Don't say I didn't warn you, though.

Listen, I ain't tellin' you what to do. I'm just tellin' you what I'm seeing. Do whatever you want with it.

If that happiness is out to mess up the rest of the world, then yeah, it's a problem. It- uh… took me a while to learn that one… but it ain't any less true. Trust me, you've got plenty of time to make more happy memories.

Hey… Lailah. I dont like bein' the one to say this, but at some point… you gotta let things go. It ain't healthy for anybody to keep all that to yourself. You know that better than anyone. If that's the only reason we're keepin' these things, I think it's time.

Maybe the key is just to get the hell away from it. Destroying information ain't a great idea, after all. Seal it away. Lock it behind a trial, an arte, an oath. Whatever. I dunno, man.

Tch. And they call 𝘮𝘦 desperate. Yeah, it's called "quit picking fights with your tethered seraphim." I know, pretty novel idea, ain't it?

Hey now, what's with all this hitting women nonsense? That ain't cool, man. That ain't cool at all.

Hey, uh, anybody gonna check on Shep? Not lookin' so hot over there.