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No negativity in the air, he says, but the gamma continues to do just that. Dancing in her mind is the thought of Silvertongue, of her sudden distance after such closeness had been woven between them. On one hand, Wren understood it. She, too, would do the same thing when fear began to take hold — but being on the receiving end was worse than she thought.
I'onno, man, I feel like it's reasonable, lighthearted, still, but laced with worry. Germanicus. Silvertongue. Akavir and Eshe. And with alcohol involved, all of this seemed like a shitstorm waiting to happen. like, alright, let's say, hypothetically, Wren raises a paw, waving. you got this, uh, person who you're into, but you got no idea how mutual it is. And then there's the fact that they haven't really moved on from somebody else. And also, you're-- you're terrified you're gonna ruin everything and scare 'em off 'cause you're very aware that you're a total bitch. And they'd, hypothetically, be at this party. Oh, yeah, totally discreet.