[What God thinks is sometimes irrelevant because he is a loser and a desperate narcissist. Things Harrow thinks in the subterranean layers of her brain.]
[Fuck, though, this is a thing. She has to actually talk with Ianthe. No Canaan House, no Saints, no God. How do you even do that? She could talk to Gideon but that was because Gideon never stopped talking. To Palamedes, but he's odd. And even then, she didn't say much.]
[Help.]
I'm not a good conversationalist. And you [always complain] lose interest when I mention anything related to my House. It seems to bore you. So we circle back around to me being a poor conversationalist.
[There's a whiff of panic in that text, if Ianthe sniffs.]
<bonezone>
Obviously.
[What God thinks is sometimes irrelevant because he is a loser and a desperate narcissist. Things Harrow thinks in the subterranean layers of her brain.]
[Fuck, though, this is a thing. She has to actually talk with Ianthe. No Canaan House, no Saints, no God. How do you even do that? She could talk to Gideon but that was because Gideon never stopped talking. To Palamedes, but he's odd. And even then, she didn't say much.]
[Help.]
I'm not a good conversationalist. And you [always complain] lose interest when I mention anything related to my House. It seems to bore you. So we circle back around to me being a poor conversationalist.
[There's a whiff of panic in that text, if Ianthe sniffs.]