aeskhyne
"Yeah. So I guess - what's the difference to you? What's it mean to you if it's one thing or the other?"
Bella thinks about this. She scratches a few lines of cipher into her current notebook, and looks at them.
"Mostly," she concludes, "it would only be useful information if you were going to behave in some relatively customary way with either disposition."
"Mostly," she concludes, "it would only be useful information if you were going to behave in some relatively customary way with either disposition."
aeskhyne
He grins.
"I love you, I want to give you nice feelings. Cake does that."
Speaking of which, mmmm. Cake.
"I love you, I want to give you nice feelings. Cake does that."
Speaking of which, mmmm. Cake.
"I don't. That doesn't remove - whatever incentives you have to do it. Did you think I liked it, before?"
aeskhyne
"Nah. But that was then," he says, shrugging. (A fleeting wince crosses his face as the movement shifts his broken arm.) "Question is, if I stop lying, am I gonna regret it?"