diff --git a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/025.html b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/025.html index 33dea8951..e48825485 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/025.html +++ b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/025.html @@ -54,7 +54,7 @@

She nodded and slumped down into a chair, cradling her coffee in both paws. “Mostly, yes. I am still below baseline, but it was more important that I see you two than to return all the way.”

“Well, glad to see you made it through.”

“You will not quit me so easily, Douglas. How are you, though? Has Ioan caught you up on everything?”

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“I think so, yeah. Em, Debarre, and End Waking did. Assassins, mergers, Jonas being terrible, Zacharias. Did I miss anything?”

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“I think so, yeah. Ey, Debarre, and End Waking did. Assassins, mergers, Jonas being terrible, Zacharias. Did I miss anything?”

She shook her head. “That is the whole of it, I think. We continue to be dramatic about everything we do.”

He laughed. “I mean, not going to deny that, but I’m also going to put a large part of this on Jonas, rather than you all.”

“Do you have any thoughts on it?”

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“I do not know,” she said eventually. Her voice sounded far away, older than Ioan had ever heard it sound before. “I wish I did, but I do not know.”