update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/mitzvot/018.md

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 It took about six hours for True Name to recover from the merge to where she could stand up and walk well enough to get a glass of water. Her expression remained glazed and she was unable to speak. It wasn't until the next morning that she was able to hold a conversation, though she remained quiet and largely confined to her room, refusing the offer of coffee.
 
-May spent much of that time by her side. Ey wasn't sure what it was that the two did while in her room, if it was just May sitting by the skunk's side, if she was just being present, if the two were having their own quiet conversations, or sharing what affection she was comfortable sharing with a down-tree instance she had resented enough to shock.
+May spent much of that time by her side. Ey wasn't sure what it was that the two did while in her room, if it was just May sitting by the skunk's side, if she was just being present, if the two were having their own quiet conversations, or sharing what affection she was comfortable sharing with a down-tree instance she had resented enough to shock so severely.
 
 All three, ey suspected. Ey checked in on them a few times, knocking and listening for permission to enter. Each time, True Name remained curled in bed with May seated nearby, whether on a chair beside it or sitting up on the bed itself. Ey'd ask if they needed anything, they'd both decline, and then ey'd go back to pacing holes in the rug or the yard or around Arrowhead Lake.
 

writing/post-self/mitzvot/020.md

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 Ey laughed and leaned down to kiss the side of the skunk's muzzle. "Well, alright. Don't fall over onto the table or anything."
 
-The rest of the afternoon passed easily enough. It was slow and boring, perhaps, but neither seemed to want any excitement. Ioan walked. May did not manage a hand-stand, but she did wind up laying half off the couch, head nearly to the floor, for half an hour. They made lunch. They read.
+The rest of the afternoon passed easily enough. It was slow and boring, perhaps, but neither seemed to want any excitement. Ioan walked. May did not manage a handstand, but she did wind up laying half off the couch, head nearly to the floor, for half an hour. They made lunch. They read.
 
 But always, there was an air of waiting. They were waiting for True Name to return, yes, but ey felt like they were also waiting for the other shoe to drop. They were waiting for her to feel whole again. They were waiting for everything to fall into place (or at least close enough) so that they could do this meeting with Jonas and get it over with.
 

writing/post-self/mitzvot/index.md

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         * [X] [Ioan's No Way 1](007) --- Feeling weird about being stuck in the middle, fighting against the need to fix things (walk around lake at first, then dinner out with May; they shouldn't be homebodies just because I am)
         * [X] [Coffee date - Jan 2350 (TN's No Way 1)](008) --- Assassination attempt (actual assassination may not be until most of the way through a few thousand words after talking with May), the fact that Ioan's been meeting with TN's root instance hits home
 * [X] Conflict --- After assassination attempt on TN, learn about TN getting pushed out by Jonas, May offers to merge down, turns into big discussion
-    * [X] *To hone is to trade ends for perpetual perfection* --- The danger in ceaseless memorialization is how close it lies to idolatry. To elevate the dead to such a status as false god (for what being that is limited to the perfection of memory is not false?) is to ceaselessly perfect the imperfectable.
+    * [X] *To hone is to trade ends for perpetual perfection* --- The danger in ceaseless memorialization is how close it lies to idolatry. To elevate the dead to such a status as false god (for what being that is limited to the imperfection of memory is not false?) is to ceaselessly perfect the imperfectable.
     * [X] CHAPTER Ioan 2350
         * [X] [May's No Way 2](009) --- Upset about the situation; that it's politics is bringing up a lot more bad feelings about True Name
         * [X] [Clearing the house](010) --- Ioan goes to clear the house and lock down ACLs. Bounces all the assassins, meets Jonas and talks with him for a bit. He's a dick. They still decide to stay the night at the lake with some basic camping amenities, EW comes over to help, TN is elsewhere, stomping around the lake off sending messages and such (EW brings two of things, Ioan corrects to three)