body stretching, feel the retching

Fiona considered that if she were Segiri, she probably wouldn't want someone else's advice on how they dealt with the erosion of a relationship with their closest confidante and friend - not just disillusionment, but utter defection to terrifying ideals.

Well. If she were Segiri.

Irma's betrayal had happened right under her nose, on purpose.

Thirteen had been far away. So in a sense, what Irma had done was indubitably worse...

Because Thirteen hadn't really done anything wrong at all.

Unable to put her mind straight to help her own colony, Fiona fretted about another even further unrooted; her head spun.