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<p>The next few days felt careful. They weren&rsquo;t walking on eggshells around each other, but they all seemed to be hyper-aware of each others&rsquo; presence in the house.</p>
<p>Ioan and May called out from their performances and, when A Finger Pointing asked why, May had spent half an hour locked in the bedroom on a silenced sensorium conversation. Ioan received a very sincere note soon after wishing both em and True Name well. While she&rsquo;d never spent much time worrying about the things True Name did, A Finger Pointing&rsquo;s ceaseless desire to be friends with everyone did not exclude her cross-tree instance.</p>
<p>Ioan and May called out from their performances and, when A Finger Pointing asked why, May had spent half an hour locked in the bedroom on a silenced sensorium conversation. Ioan received a very sincere note soon after wishing both em and True Name well. While she&rsquo;d never spent much time worrying about the things True Name did, A Finger Pointing&rsquo;s tireless desire to be friends with everyone did not exclude her cross-tree instance.</p>
<p>For her part, True Name spent much of the first day silent in her room, though whether that was to sleep or salvage the situation, ey couldn&rsquo;t tell. She poked her head out around dinner and said that she was too tired to join and that she would see them in the morning. </p>
<p>Ey couldn&rsquo;t blame her. Even with the two hour nap before lunch, Ioan felt groggy and disoriented for the remainder of the day. <em>I&rsquo;m becoming like May,</em> ey thought. <em>I don&rsquo;t sleep well alone, or even separated by camp bed frames.</em></p>
<p>All three of them slept in late the next morning, only rising at nine or so when Ioan received the gentlest possible sensorium ping from True Name.</p>
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<p>&ldquo;An improvement, then,&rdquo; she said, grinning. &ldquo;Mugs?&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey showed her where they kept the mugs, then the cream and sugar for doctoring coffee and spoons for stirring. Once the pot finished brewing and all three cups had been poured, ey excused emself back to the bedroom with eirs and May&rsquo;s coffee to finish waking up with eir partner.</p>
<p>And so it continued. They would speak in the morning and over dinner, perhaps a few times throughout the day, but otherwise, they worked on their own projects. They&rsquo;d say good morning to each other, say good night to each other, say polite things in passing. Little of it felt like it was done out of kindness, but rather out of a need to remain cognizant of each others&rsquo; presence.</p>
<p>The snow first melted and then was replaced when a new storm lay down a delicate few inches; even the weather felt careful.</p>
<p>Even the weather felt careful. The snow first melted and then was replaced when a new storm lay down a delicate few inches.</p>
<p>It wasn&rsquo;t until the third full day since their return that the spell was broken, when, shortly after lunch, True Name stepped into her field of view, bowed, and politely requested a conversation with May.</p>
<p>The skunk frowned and beckoned her over to the couch.</p>
<p>True Name apologized to Ioan, then set up a cone of silence with secure visual ACLs.</p>
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<p>She shrugged again, slowly rolled up off the couch to her feet, swayed for a moment, then walked off to her room, the door snicking shut behind her.</p>
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