[What the question was? Okay. He can think about that.
Ephemera nods uncertainly. He's missing something, he's fairly certain, but asking to get it spelled out feels risky. Other people do this, talking shit out, drawing useful conclusions, and sometimes it works when he talks with Drake. It seemed to do something - even if it was very small - when he spoke with Kyna last.]
Okay.
[He hesitates a moment, then waves his hand vaguely at Sweets. The sketch.]
Tell me. If I made mistakes. And I'll fix it.
[It seems to go better when he draws things for people. It means more.]
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Ephemera nods uncertainly. He's missing something, he's fairly certain, but asking to get it spelled out feels risky. Other people do this, talking shit out, drawing useful conclusions, and sometimes it works when he talks with Drake. It seemed to do something - even if it was very small - when he spoke with Kyna last.]
Okay.
[He hesitates a moment, then waves his hand vaguely at Sweets. The sketch.]
Tell me. If I made mistakes. And I'll fix it.
[It seems to go better when he draws things for people. It means more.]