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<p>&ldquo;I cannot tell you,&rdquo; she said. Looking steadily at em, she fixed a kind and competent expression in place. &ldquo;And that I cannot should explain enough.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Codrin blinked, clutched eir notebook closer to eir chest, and bowed to her. &ldquo;Of course, True Name. Shall we fetch Why Ask Questions?&rdquo;</p>
<p>The other Odist was not to be found in her room. She had apparently remained where she had been sitting before, arms crossed on the edge of the table with her head resting on them. Every time a shift in her form brought a jolt or an uncomfortable squirm, and yet she did not lift her head, even when True Name knelt down beside her to speak in hushed tones.</p>
<p>The rest of the delegates arrived shortly after, Tycho and Stolon both looking quite happy.</p>
<p>The rest of the delegates arrived shortly after, Tycho and Stolon both looking quite happy. There was a moment&rsquo;s shuffling as Tycho, Sarah, and Codrin were shifted down by one so that True Name could remain sitting by her cocladist.</p>
<p>Even so, the meeting was slow to get started. There were a few questions asked by both sides about history, but they all felt very careful, well constructed, and circumspect. It was plagued by silences and subtle glances to where Answers Will Not Help rested her head on the table.</p>
<p>&ldquo;From the sounds of it,&rdquo; Iska said. &ldquo;Of the four organic species present, all began their projects of building embedding systems after a traumatic event. It seems to be a common feature of biological systems.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;We ran-existed in simulation space. There was no difference-change from post-biological life-existence and living in embedded form,&rdquo; Turun Ko added. &ldquo;We are unable to add-explain to the topic of trauma. Apologies.&rdquo;</p>
<p>True Name nodded. &ldquo;We understand, recorder Turun Ko.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;If I may ask,&rdquo; Codrin began. &ldquo;Was there a period of adjustment for firstrace after&ndash;&ldquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Prophets!&rdquo;</p>
<p>Silence around the table. Answers Will Not Help pushed herself to her feet. Waves of skunk and human crashed violently across her form. She was laughing. She was crying. Her back arched taught and she laughed up toward the ceiling, a choked, gasping sound.</p>
<p>Silence around the table. Answers Will Not Help pushed herself to her feet. Waves of skunk and human crashed violently across her form. She was laughing. She was crying. Her back arched taut and she laughed up toward the ceiling, a choked, gasping sound.</p>
<p>True Name, struggling to hold her own form together, reached out to tug at Answers Will Not Help&rsquo;s sleeve. &ldquo;Please, my dear,&rdquo; she murmured. &ldquo;Why Ask Questions, please sit down. I know it is&ndash;&ldquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I am not her! I am not her. I am Why Ask Questions When The Answers Will Not Help. Don&rsquo;t&hellip;I&hellip;&rdquo;</p>
<p>True Name froze. Everyone froze.</p>