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<p>The skunk squirmed enough to get her tail off to the side and her face away from the fabric of the cushion, resting her chin on folded arms instead. &ldquo;That is where I am. It is not unpleasant, and I think I may even enjoy it once the confusion subsides, but I will forever be of three minds.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Right. I think I understand a little better.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She nodded. &ldquo;It may yet be enough for Jonas, but even if not, I think that it will be enough for me. It is stupid and awkward, but&ndash; no, do not stop,&rdquo; she interrupted herself, laughing, when ey pulled eir hand away. &ldquo;Awkward, but not bad.&rdquo;</p>
<p>They fell into thought, then. Or at least ey did. Ey kept up the careful petting while trying to tease apart eir own feelings on the matter. It all felt too big, leaving em feeling in far over eir head. Even trying to define what True Name was now felt far above eir pay grade. Ey&rsquo;d read up on plurality when she&rsquo;d first mentioned it, and this felt similar in many ways, yet still inexact. The comparison was there to be made, and doubtless much that had gone in to incorporating plurality into one&rsquo;s life would prove useful to her, but the addition of the parallel nature of their existences apart, the singular lives they&rsquo;d led concurrently, added a layer of complication.<!--this feels like an apology - better, but still...--></p>
<p>They fell into thought, then. Or at least ey did. Ey kept up the careful petting while trying to tease apart eir own feelings on the matter. It all felt too big, leaving em feeling in far over eir head. Even trying to define what True Name was now felt far above eir pay grade. Ey&rsquo;d read up on plurality when she&rsquo;d first mentioned it, and this felt similar in many ways, yet still inexact. The comparison was there to be made, and doubtless much that had gone into incorporating plurality into one&rsquo;s life would prove useful to her, but the addition of the parallel nature of their existences apart, the singular lives they&rsquo;d led concurrently, added a layer of complication.<!--this feels like an apology - better, but still...--></p>
<p>Doubtless there was some way ey could just approach this simply, could just share uncomplicated time with friends. Something about the Odists just made that feel inaccessible, though. All of them were so complicated in such roundabout ways, and now True Name triply so.</p>
<p><em>If only I could just turn off the overthinking part of me,</em> ey thought. Aloud, ey said, &ldquo;What do you think you&rsquo;ll do after all of this?&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk started at the sound of eir voice. &ldquo;Sorry, dear. I must have dozed off. What was that?&rdquo;</p>
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<p>&ldquo;What sorts of things?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Perhaps a companion volume to your <em>History</em>. Something from the inside, such as it were. I will have had three perspectives to draw upon without doing any interviews, yes?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;That would&rsquo;ve made life so much easier.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Why?&rdquo; She said, smirking up towards em. &ldquo;No shitty skunks getting you all worked up so that you yell at May?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Why?&rdquo; she said, smirking up towards em. &ldquo;No shitty skunks getting you all worked up so that you yell at May?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I didn&rsquo;t yell at her!&rdquo; Ey shook eir head, laughing. &ldquo;I just called her manipulative.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Yes, yes, and you called me a crazy in-law.&rdquo; She patted eir thigh. &ldquo;But yes. I am most looking forward to just unclenching. I would like to travel and see friends and meet people.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Think you&rsquo;ll try and meet Douglas and see Debarre again, like May said?&rdquo;</p>
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<p>May&rsquo;s response to the discussion of encroached boundaries, later that night when she&rsquo;d returned, knocked both Ioan and True Name off-kilter. She laughed and tousled both eir hair and the fur atop True Name&rsquo;s head, saying, &ldquo;Well, took you long enough.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Wait, what?&rdquo; ey asked.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I have been placing bets with myself on how long it would take until it came up. Whichever part of me guessed &ldquo;the minute I leave you two alone together&rdquo; wins, I guess.&rdquo; </p>
<p>&ldquo;I have been placing bets with myself on how long it would take until it came up. Whichever part of me guessed &lsquo;the minute I leave you two alone together&rsquo; wins, I guess.&rdquo; </p>
<p>True Name stared coolly at her. &ldquo;And here I was worried that you would blow up at me.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Of course not, my dear. If you are like me, then I, of all people, can guess the hows and whys.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;It mattered quite a bit to me.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I do not mean to diminish that, True Name.&rdquo; She smiled and sat beside her, patting the skunk&rsquo;s paw.</p>
<p>True Name sighed. &ldquo;Thank you, I do believe you, it is just&hellip;a heap of complex feelings.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;That much I believe. I want to understand better, though. How are you doing?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;If I say &lsquo;confused&rsquo; one more time, I am going to lose my mind. I do not have a better word for it, though. I do not know how to feel about Ioan. I do not know how to feel about myself. I do not know how I feel about the touch . It was fine, I am sure, but I am starting to think that what is so jarring to me is that it was almost an automatic action.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;If I say &lsquo;confused&rsquo; one more time, I am going to lose my mind. I do not have a better word for it, though. I do not know how to feel about Ioan. I do not know how to feel about myself. I do not know how I feel about the touch. It was fine, I am sure, but I am starting to think that what is so jarring to me is that it was almost an automatic action.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ioan nodded. &ldquo;It felt a bit incongruous because it&rsquo;s a hundred percent something you would&rsquo;ve done, May, but not the same context.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;And perhaps that is why it feels fine to me: it is what I would do and so I would expect nothing less from someone with so much of me as part of them now. I would like you both to feel comfortable, of course, but I am more&hellip;well, &lsquo;concerned&rsquo; is not quite the right word, but focused on the emotional side than you two just physically touching,&rdquo; May said, shrugging. &ldquo;Though I do appreciate you keeping me apprised. I trust you on that.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Well, thank you,&rdquo; True Name said, rubbing at her eyes, though whether out of exhaustion or to forestall tears, ey couldn&rsquo;t tell. &ldquo;The other thing we discussed, though, was setting a deadline of one month to get this shit with Jonas out of the way.&rdquo;</p>