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-We sat around the table, saying nothing, but each doubtless thinking our own thoughts. The decision to pare down our dinner hadn't been made unilaterally, but in fits and starts.
+We sat around the table, saying nothing, each doubtless lost in our own thoughts. The decision to pare down our dinner hadn't been made unilaterally, but in fits and starts.
 
 Lily, of course, had stepped away almost immediately. Although she appeared to have made the decision to reconcile with Dry Grass, that didn't mean that she didn't have to put any work into it. She still had her anger, her resentment for what she felt that the Odists had done in their shaping of the System and its history, their role in Marsh uploading in the first place, and for that, I could hardly fault her. I had had my own feelings over the years that had lingered, that I had bathed in helplessly, struggling to escape the odd comforts of depression or angst or anger. I could hardly expect her to climb free immediately.