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<p>&ldquo;I&hellip;what? True Name?&rdquo;</p>
<p>She bowed quickly before holding her paws up in a disarming gesture. &ldquo;Ioan, May Then My Name. I apologize for the brusque entry, but I believe we need to talk.&rdquo;</p>
<p>May growled, pushing herself to her feet. &ldquo;I will leave you to it.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey had only ever seen eir partner furious on a scant handful of occasions, but now ey could add one more to the list. Her teeth were bared, tail bristled out, and paws bunched up into fists. In the two decades since the research and publication of <em>On the Origin of Our World</em>, May&rsquo;s view of her down-tree instances had dropped precipitously, and all but one of those moments of fury had been triggered by her own clade.</p>
<p>Ey had only ever seen eir partner furious on a scant handful of occasions, but now ey could add one more to the list. Her teeth were bared, tail bristled out, and hiked up, paws bunched up into fists. In the two decades since the research and publication of <em>On the Origin of Our World</em>, May&rsquo;s view of her down-tree instances had dropped precipitously, and all but one of those moments of fury had been triggered by her own clade.</p>
<p>&ldquo;May Then My Name, please,&rdquo; True Name said, clasping her paws before her and bowing once again, lower this time. She sounded contrite, small. &ldquo;I know that you do not hold me in high regard, but all the same, I would prefer if you stayed, as I am assuming that you have both received the same news.&rdquo;</p>
<p>May frowned, crossed her arms, but did not move to leave.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Thank you,&rdquo; the other skunk said, straightening up and brushing her paws down her blouse, a nervous gesture ey had never seen on one who always looked so in control. &ldquo;I will not take up too much of your time, as there is much to be done and even though there are several of me already at work and this is my only task, my mind is still torn in many directions. May we please step inside where there is more light?&rdquo;</p>
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<p>There was a tight silence that lingered a long few seconds before True Name nodded. &ldquo;We did not count on you. We did not count on <em>both</em> of you. We did not count on&hellip;&rdquo; She took a shaky breath, recomposed herself, and continued. &ldquo;We did not count on what changes the dynamic between you two would lead to.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Your models included a historian, you mean,&rdquo; Ioan said. &ldquo;And now you also have one of your own. You&rsquo;ve got two actors, one of whom is built specifically to influence others.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She looked stricken, gaze jumping between em and May. &ldquo;When one has lived so long with a certain set of expectations, having them subverted is a shock. May Then My Name, I do not begrudge you your feelings toward me. It is not my goal to win you back or anything like that; all I can do is admit my shortcomings and try to do better by you, even if that is, as you have requested, leaving you be. I truly am happy for you &mdash; for both of you &mdash; as you have accomplished something that I never could, that Michelle struggled with from the beginning. However, I have a job. I have goals to work towards. I have a vision that I would like above all things to uphold.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;You have painted yourself into a corner,&rdquo; May said. Her voice had lost the edge of fury at her down-tree instance&rsquo;s admission.</p>
<p>&ldquo;You have painted yourself into a corner,&rdquo; May said. Her voice had lost the edge of fury at her down-tree instance&rsquo;s admission and apology.</p>
<p>True Name giggled.</p>
<p>It was a startling sound coming from her. Ioan had seen her laugh, grin, and smile, but they were all tightly controlled. They were all laser-focused cues to guide her interlocutor. The giggle held amusement, yes, but also nervousness. It seemed to be covering a much larger, less grounded emotional outburst. Ey had been considering just how much of this interaction up until this point was a carefully constructed act, how much of her visit could be dismissed with a wink and a grin, but there was something far too real about that giggle.</p>
<p>Ioan and May looked to each other and laughed.</p>
<p>Ioan and May looked to each other and frowned.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m sorry, True Name,&rdquo; ey said. &ldquo;I mean this in all compassion, but you sound like you&rsquo;re about to lose it.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk giggled again, sounding even less grounded, then rested her elbows on the table and buried her face in her paws, grinding the heels of her palms against her eyes before straightening the longer fur atop her head. &ldquo;I am, yes, at least in a way. There are many threads happening at once and, as May Then My Name put it, I have painted myself into a corner with this one.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk giggled again, sounding even less grounded, then rested her elbows on the table and buried her face in her paws, grinding the heels of her palms against her eyes before straightening the longer fur atop her head. &ldquo;I am, yes. At least in a way. There are many threads happening at once and, as May Then My Name put it, I have painted myself into a corner with this one.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Make your pitch, then,&rdquo; May said, voice softer still.</p>
<p>&ldquo;It is a small ask, I hope,&rdquo; The skunk said, folding her hands on the tabletop once more. &ldquo;Do not publish any of this information in the feeds or in some new book, and do not put it anywhere in the perisystem architecture. Not yet. I ask that you keep it between yourselves, Jonas, me, and other Odists. You may, of course, keep communicating with Castor, but I would ask that you not pass this on to Pollux yet. Codrin and True Name are working together, per the message I received, so I imagine our messages will contain similar content, but should anything interesting come up, I would be much obliged if you shared with me. Are you open to that?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;It is a small ask, I hope,&rdquo; The skunk said, folding her hands on the tabletop once more. &ldquo;Do not publish any of this information in the feeds or in some new book or play, and do not put it anywhere in the perisystem architecture. Not yet. I ask that you keep it between yourselves, Jonas, me, and other Odists. You may, of course, keep communicating with Castor, but I would ask that you not pass this on to Pollux yet. Codrin and True Name are working together, per the message I received, so I imagine our messages will contain similar content, but should anything interesting come up, I would be much obliged if you shared with me. Are you open to that?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Sure,&rdquo; Ioan said.</p>
<p>May shrugged. &ldquo;I may talk to A Finger Pointing and End Waking about it, but I think you will have the rest of the clade under control before I wind up speaking to any of them again. The only other that I plan on sharing this with is Douglas.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk stiffened in her seat and sat silent for a moment. &ldquo;May I be there when you do? I would like to impress upon him the gravity of the situation.&rdquo;</p>
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<p>After a moment, May leaned back, rested her paws on those shoulders, and said, &ldquo;But please leave and do not ever, <em>ever,</em> come to my house again.&rdquo;</p>
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