[At the mention of all three of those put together-any of them would have hit her hard-she flinches, as though she was struck. She shrinks, unable to move, her mind bringing up her own memories. She could normally act, but this...this goes beyond her ability.
No. He can't go. He can't. He's not listening and damn it all she doesn't want someone else to not understand!]
Genius. [The tone is not the polite one of before, it's almost shaking, a plea. It takes her a moment to get the next part out, with a bit more stability. She hopes he will stay and listen.]
Didn't you hear what I was telling him in the memory? I argue that there are special circumstances, many of them, that inflexible rules are wrong. He's an uptight slave to form, I know this because I saw him before, and who knows when that was? Progress could have easily been made since then.
Children cannot be judged like adults, no one's morality is black and white, those whose minds betray them but they still try shouldn't be treated as though they meant to do the things they did. Because they don't...
I said the soul records experience. Not that the soul is made from them.
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No. He can't go. He can't. He's not listening and damn it all she doesn't want someone else to not understand!]
Genius. [The tone is not the polite one of before, it's almost shaking, a plea. It takes her a moment to get the next part out, with a bit more stability. She hopes he will stay and listen.]
Didn't you hear what I was telling him in the memory? I argue that there are special circumstances, many of them, that inflexible rules are wrong. He's an uptight slave to form, I know this because I saw him before, and who knows when that was? Progress could have easily been made since then.
Children cannot be judged like adults, no one's morality is black and white, those whose minds betray them but they still try shouldn't be treated as though they meant to do the things they did. Because they don't...
I said the soul records experience. Not that the soul is made from them.