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<p>&ldquo;God, I have no fucking clue, Ioan,&rdquo; she said, laughing.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Definitely same boat, then. It&rsquo;s a problem for future Ioan.&rdquo;</p>
<p>They fell into silence again. Part of em was itching for more pebbles to toss into the water, but ey was too comfortable to get up to collect more from the beach.</p>
<p>&ldquo;That is the conflict I left from May,&rdquo; Sasha murmured. &ldquo;I kept some doubt from End Waking, enough to keep me grounded without keeping me torn. From May, I am keeping a little bit of confusion around emotions. The possibility of simply falling for everyone around me is alluring. I can taste it in the memories, like a little bit of saccharine. But I am keeping a little bit of doubt from True Name so that it remains a new thing for me. I am of three minds.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;That is the conflict I left from May,&rdquo; Sasha murmured. &ldquo;I kept some doubt from End Waking, enough to keep me grounded without keeping me torn. From May, I am keeping a little bit of confusion around emotions. The possibility of simply falling for everyone around me is alluring. I can taste it in the memories, like a little bit of saccharine. But I am keeping a little bit of doubt from True Name so that it remains a new thing for me. <em>I am of three minds Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds.</em>&ldquo;</p>
<p>Ey turned her words over in eir mind. The thought was complete. Nothing ey could respond with would add to it. It was curious, and hinted at things beyond eir ken, but it was complete.</p>
<p>Instead, ey said, &ldquo;You&rsquo;re a good person, Sasha. All three of you are good people.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She laughed. &ldquo;And you, dear, are a dork. But come, my tail is falling asleep, and my fork&rsquo;s conversation with May has wrapped up.&rdquo;</p>
<p>They walked back, then, hand in paw, following the trail as it dipped down to the water or ducked up into the trees. Back home, back to May, back to whatever it was that life had become.</p>
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