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<p>&ldquo;When she forked, when I&hellip;became me, she decided not to fork that part of her that suffers if that is the right word.&rdquo; True Name frowned. &ldquo;Already we are drifting further apart. The species remains, the appearance and the speech patterns remain, the <em>mind</em> remains, but not that part of her that is so split. I am me, I am templated off of Sasha, because being both Michelle and Sasha at the same time was no longer tolerable.&rdquo;</p>
<p>He shrugged, still staring down into his drink. &ldquo;I can&rsquo;t speak to that, I guess. But why Aw&ndash;&ldquo;</p>
<p>True Name slammed her glass down on the table a bit harder than intended, some of the drink spilling over her hand. &ldquo;Do not say that fucking name.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The weasel jumped at the sudden intensity, and when he recovered, he finally met her gaze. His expression softened from fear and anger to a tired sadness. That moment drew out for a long few seconds of quiet and seething sadness. He reached for a napkin from the dispenser at the end of the table and handed it to her. &ldquo;Here.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The weasel jumped at the sudden intensity, and when he recovered, he finally met her gaze. His expression softened from fear and anger to a tired bleakness. That moment drew out for a long few seconds of quiet and seething sadness. He reached for a napkin from the dispenser at the end of the table and handed it to her. &ldquo;Here.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She hesitated, mastered a surge of unnamed emotion, and accepted the napkin to wipe the sticky drink from her paw and then, on realizing that she was crying, the tears from her face. &ldquo;Sorry, I am just&hellip;&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;We&rsquo;ll talk.&rdquo; He reached over and gave her dry paw a squeeze in his own. &ldquo;Michelle and I will. There&rsquo;s something I&rsquo;m missing here is all, and I want to figure out why more than what.&rdquo;</p>
<p>True Name hid her muzzle in her drink and pretended to take a sip until she was sure she wouldn&rsquo;t slur her words when she spoke. &ldquo;Thank you. She is open to messages still, I will let you two work it out. For now, I need to focus on the meeting. Jonas and Zeke are here.&rdquo;</p>
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<p>&ldquo;Well, then, you are all free to stick around or go if you want,&rdquo; True Name said. &ldquo;I am going to stay and get well and truly plastered.&rdquo;</p>
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