“You wouldn’t want to self-medicate too-too much, but, yeah. From what I can tell, elfroot is harmless enough and that mellowing effect would help.” You’d have liked Xanax and Klonopin, Gwenaëlle. Also cannabis, but elfroot’s close enough regardless —
They’ve drifted into each other in their positions on the hardwood floor, his knees against hers, easy to face each other. Stephen doesn’t rush her; gives her those long seconds of drawn-out silence and consideration as the pieces start to slowly settle into place. He suspects it’s a lot to take in, without centuries of development in psychiatric theory to pave the way. So he gives her time.
The next idea comes slowly, eventually rising up out of that deep pool of stillness. “Do you remember what I tried to do, in your Hightown parlour after Granitefell? The questions I asked you?”
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They’ve drifted into each other in their positions on the hardwood floor, his knees against hers, easy to face each other. Stephen doesn’t rush her; gives her those long seconds of drawn-out silence and consideration as the pieces start to slowly settle into place. He suspects it’s a lot to take in, without centuries of development in psychiatric theory to pave the way. So he gives her time.
The next idea comes slowly, eventually rising up out of that deep pool of stillness. “Do you remember what I tried to do, in your Hightown parlour after Granitefell? The questions I asked you?”