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Nothing is wrong. Well, nothing new is wrong. It's just that sometimes you wake up and hate everything, starting with yourself and extending outward from there.

She has snarled at Gideon, banished Gideon to the distant past, and is now sulking about being abandoned by Gideon. She was trying to work on the Lyctoral theorems, but her bile got in the way, and now she's chewing on her interdimensional communication mechanism.

She is considering burning characters into her living bones while her cavalier is away and without a healer standing by, because she may be 90% of Gideon's self-control but Gideon is 70% of her self-preservation.

The Mountain Goats is blaring; Transcendental Youth.

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Ingress tosses her head back and laughs. "No, no, please, I'd hate to deprive this dear creature."

Harrow allows a small smile to crack her facade, and returns to feeding the thestral.

One small smile is a victory Ingress had only hoped for. She knows that the problems and worries facing her friend have gone nowhere and still must be dealt with. She knows she can only provide so much aid and support. But at least she knows that for this moment today, she’s brought Harrow a brief respite.

When the thestral finishes devouring the last bits of meat, it snuffles its way to a corner of the paddock where it can stand in the quiet and enjoy the fresh air.

“I believe our audience is over,” Ingress says.

Harrow nods. "I respect a creature that treasures its solitude," she says solemnly. "May I return to mine?"

“No, I shall now hold you captive and force you to play ridiculous games that you hate and have some fun, damn it all,” Ingress says, her expression serious. Then her face lights up with her usual smile.

“Of course, friend. I’ll walk you back, if it’s all right with you.”

Harrow bows her head in acquiescence and rises. "I hope you do not judge me an utter ingrate," she says. "I appreciate your attentions."

“I don’t judge you at all, Harrow. I’m glad I was able to provide a little distraction.”

Harrow turns and begins to stalk back toward the bar. But she goes slow enough for Ingress to catch up.

Ingress catches up to her in a few strides, and they remain in a companionable silence on the walk back to the bar.

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