“You alright? It isn’t like you to abstain from gloating.” Dani flew closer to me, putting her game on hold for a moment. “Are you sick? Can you get sick?” <I want to say ‘no’? I’m a powerful and pretty rock.> I finished what I was doing and focused on her. <I’m… actually kind of having a crisis. I’m pretty sure that this is the first time in my existence where I am moving toward an end goal that I chose. Everything else was either an accident, the work of an outside party, or coercion. It feels strange that the first thing I really chose would be what amounts to a rescue mission.>
