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<p>Dry Grass smiled wryly. &ldquo;I was surprised at just how willing Hammered Silver was. She cut off three entire stanzas &mdash; and, briefly, me &mdash; and I expected that would mean that she would be rather opposed to the idea. I am curious to see how that goes, in the end.&rdquo; Turning to me, she continued, grinning, &ldquo;But you also dealt with that with Lily, yes? You punched her, even.&rdquo;</p>
<p>A Finger Pointing looked wide-eyed at me, leaning back. &ldquo;Reed?&rdquo;</p>
<p>I laughed. &ldquo;It was hardly a punch! I slapped her in the heat of an argument. Don&rsquo;t worry, I got that and more from Vos,&rdquo; I said, shaking my head. &ldquo;I still feel awful about that. It&rsquo;s&hellip;well, not really something I thought I had in me. Everything was just so stressful around then. It was less than a week after the attack.&rdquo;</p>
<p>My words didn&rsquo;t seem to reach her, or perhaps they weren&rsquo;t convincing enough. She looked warily to Dry Grass, then back to me. &ldquo;Grief in the wake of the Century Attack has caused a great deal of pain; and it did not stop with the loss of our loved ones on New Year&rsquo;s Eve, did it? Muse quit a week later out of despair &mdash; her and so many others in her position &mdash; and now I learn the Marshans and their beloved are <em>hitting</em> each other!&rdquo; (A Finger Pointing probably wouldn&rsquo;t be able to monologue on this topic, tbh, seems unrealistic for Reed to just sit there and take it. Let&rsquo;s keep this for now and reevaluate after a reply from Reed to see how it feels. ✔)</p>
<p>My words didn&rsquo;t seem to reach her, or perhaps they weren&rsquo;t convincing enough. She looked warily to Dry Grass, then back to me. &ldquo;Grief in the wake of the Century Attack has caused a great deal of pain; and it did not stop with the loss of our loved ones on New Year&rsquo;s Eve, did it? Muse quit a week later out of despair &mdash; her and so many others in her position &mdash; and now I learn the Marshans and their beloved are <em>hitting</em> each other!&rdquo;</p>
<p>Any lingering mirth I felt quickly died. What had since turned to a source of humor between me and Lily &mdash; at least on the occasions we <em>did</em> talk &mdash; was suddenly brought into contrast with the rest of our lives. &ldquo;No, you bring up a good point. I stand by the fact that it felt awful at the time, and it stung for a long while after. I don&rsquo;t see myself as a violent person, but clearly I have it in me. Vos remains no-contact, so I can&rsquo;t guess how she feels, but she didn&rsquo;t seem the type to lean on violence, either.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Dry Grass, looking between her cocladist and I with an expression more of curiosity than anxiety, said, &ldquo;You do not strike me as violent either, but it does have me wondering just how much that remains after the fact.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I should hope he does not strike you at all!&rdquo; A Finger Pointing quipped. She looked to me with a disarming smile, and I felt at once the dialectic couched within her words. This fighting &mdash; though unconscionable &mdash; was no isolated event; more than one of my friends had similarly lashed out, and the feeds were filled with cladists hunting for therapists.</p>