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[candothat]

I have been lucky escaping curses this month. The curse where people were trying to eat other people--

[He trails off as a more distant voice becomes far louder. The tone, however, clearly indicates whining.]

Peter, please, I am recording.

[Peter's indistinct complaints fade to an irate murmur.]

That was a curse I did not care for. But in better news, I have found Peter. Howl, Sophie, Tessa? I am bringing him to the house; it seemed cruel to leave him on his own. He may not agree, but he's not good at taking care of himself.

[There's a protest from Peter. Chekov shushes him.]

Also, Tessa? We need to talk, I think.

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[fatespoken]

What do you mean?

[candothat]

I am lucky because I'm not bothered by intangible things when I think. If you envy that, you must think in a way that is different from mine; I would like to know how that is.

[fatespoken]

[ In the driest, most flippant tone. ]

I am a magical student of astrophysics. My very existence undermines the rules of our profession, for no logical reason than it simply is the case. Hence, quandaries.

[candothat]

[Sympathetically, although the words aren't all that sympathetic.]

That would be problematic. A Vulcan would go mad in your position.

[fatespoken]

Luckily, I'm not a Vulcan.

And now you see.