update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/001.md

@@ -23,7 +23,7 @@ A pair of soft, fur-covered arms draping over eir shoulders and an equally soft-
 
 "Hi May." Ey grinned, turning eir head enough to get at least a sidelong glance at her. "Well done on that 'ever'. Thought you were going to punch me in the stomach or something."
 
-She nipped at eir shoulder, letting em feel sharp teeth even through the thick fabric of the costume, before standing up. "That would be out of character, my dear. Both for my character and I. Might be fun sometime, though."
+She nipped at eir shoulder, letting em feel sharp teeth even through the thick fabric of the costume, before standing up. "That would be out of character, my dear. Both for my character and me. Might be fun sometime, though."
 
 They made their way backstage, letting the hands --- several of whom were also them --- deal with the scene change. Backstage, then back behind even that to their dressing room, where they were each able to get straightened up in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.
 

writing/post-self/neviim/local/codrin/004.md

@@ -78,7 +78,7 @@ Why Ask Questions laughed. "No clue. My personal guess is that it is a hedge, th
 
 "Is that something we're worried about, too?" Tycho asked.
 
-"It was Tycho#Artemis that brought it up the first place," True Name said.
+"It was Tycho#Artemis that brought it up in the first place," True Name said.
 
 He blinked, then shook his head. "I've only heard from him via sensorium message. He hasn't merged back down yet."
 
@@ -150,7 +150,7 @@ The fox retrieved its paw from Codrin's hand, choosing instead to wave it up at
 
 The astronomer nodded.
 
-*"It is truly a delightful place. I have stars in the sim where my partners and I live, but they are the familiar constellations that we remember from our time on Earth, though certainly more stars than I ever saw in the Central Corridor"*
+*"It is truly a delightful place. I have stars in the sim where my partners and I live, but they are the familiar constellations that we remember from our time on Earth, though certainly more stars than I ever saw in the Central Corridor."*
 
 "*We* ever saw," True Name added, laughing. "We got the moon, a few planets, and the brighter constellations."
 

writing/post-self/neviim/local/tycho/005.md

@@ -48,7 +48,7 @@ True Name smiled. "I know the feeling, yes. It is that desire to know more, yet
 
 She laughed, nodded. "Of course, Tycho. You are always welcome to ask to do something other than what you are doing. We would just request that you fork to do so. However, since this is not your area of expertise, I am sure that Answers Will Not Help will be willing to give you, say, two hours to work on something else if it will also serve to increase our knowledge of the situation. One moment, please."
 
-There was moment of silence as True Name stood at the entrance to the central work area, sipping --- or, well, lapping at --- her coffee. After a moment, Answers Will Not Help showed up before her.
+There was a moment of silence as True Name stood at the entrance to the central work area, sipping --- or, well, lapping at --- her coffee. After a moment, Answers Will Not Help showed up before her.
 
 "Morning, dear," she said. "Everything alright?"
 
@@ -98,7 +98,7 @@ And yet she'd not given her name, and so he was forced to consider the 'long-liv
 
 He frowned. "I don't know about that one. It can be a very involved answer, and who knows, maybe even touchy. Perhaps a separate set of questions for science down the line, since those will take them more time to come up with. Maybe we can come up with a list of questions to have them prepare answers for at the conference."
 
-"Oh! Wonderful idea!" She paused, likely sending off a note to one of her cocladists. "We will tackle that a separate time. I agree with you, though, that keeping this to more cultural and social topics will help. We can offer similar in return. Let us ask about leisure activities, then. What kind of stories do they tell? How do they tell them? Is storytelling limited to certain individuals, or considered a skilled trade? Is there a concept of work to make leisure time important?"
+"Oh! Wonderful idea!" She paused, likely sending off a note to one of her cocladists. "We will tackle that at a separate time. I agree with you, though, that keeping this to more cultural and social topics will help. We can offer similar in return. Let us ask about leisure activities, then. What kind of stories do they tell? How do they tell them? Is storytelling limited to certain individuals, or considered a skilled trade? Is there a concept of work to make leisure time important?"
 
 Tycho scribbled the rapid fire questions down on the pad, nodding as he did. Once he was finished, he said, "That got me thinking of another question, but I'm not sure how well it fits, so feel free to poke holes in it. How do you feel about asking if they dream?"