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@ -86,7 +86,7 @@ All three of them smiled, all three looked a bit bashful.
Dry Grass gave a hint of a bow. "We do try, I believe." She reached forward to the box of empty skewers and tapped it against the edge of the box, cycling through options until she wound up with another set of sliced chicken to drop into the bubbling broth before her. "Are these memories of us, of Tule's relationship, clashing with your lived experience to date? And how about those of Sedge and Rush?"
More food sounded good, if only for something for me to do, so I tapped through options until I came up with a skewer of fish cakes — Dry Grass having requested we bypass my usual choice of thin-sliced pork for her own dietary restrictions — which I let slip into the bubbling pot. "Since Sedge's merge-down fork incorporated Tule's memories wholesale, they weren't exactly tainted. And besides, they mostly tallied with what Sedge, Rush, and I know of you already."
More food sounded good, if only for something for me to do, so I tapped through options until I came up with a skewer of fish cakes — Dry Grass having requested we skip my usual choice of thin-sliced pork for her own dietary restrictions — which I let slip into the bubbling pot. "Since Sedge's merge-down fork incorporated Tule's memories wholesale, they weren't exactly tainted. And besides, they mostly tallied with what Sedge, Rush, and I know of you already."
"That does not quite answer my question," she said gently, lifting her skewer and nudging the slivers of chicken onto a bit of rice in her bowl. "I am pleased to hear that there was no great clash up against what you know of us. What I would like to know, however, is how memories of being in a relationship with someone are fitting in with your lived experience of not being in one with them. We have met, yes? Attended the same dinner parties? We have seen each other here and there. Throughout all of that, I have just been that weird old woman that lives with Cress, and then with Tule, and now some part of you remembers, I suppose, loving me."