“Hmmm…” Isamu hummed thoughtfully. Those kind of legal ramifications did make the situation infinitely more complicated.
Mick’s relationship with Ziggy was an entirely different kind of complicated. After all, if Ziggy were hospitalized, visitation rights and access to medical records would pale in comparison to the larger issue of him being a literal alien. Antheans might not even have a concept of a last will and testament. Isamu didn’t know.
There was also a lot about this world that Isamu did not know.
“Are there countries in this world where such a partnership is, without a doubt, legally recognized? How difficult would it be to set up residency in a new nation, or even obtain citizenship there?”
"I have to give up my citizenship in Britain." Rekker sighs but that was the minor part of the block.
"I could become a Swedish citizen if I live with my Swedish spouse for two years in my home country." The sarcasm is there, partially overshadowing the anger. Bjorn couldn't be his spouse so that part was already impossible. "Then I can move to Sweden with my Swedish spouse for another three years, apply for citizenship or residency, and then Sweden would recognize that we were a couple with rights."
But Bjorn couldn't be his spouse in his own country, or here in the states, so he was at a blockade. Rekker hated feeling pinned in by things out of his control. "The other Scandinavian countries are seven or ten years residency."
Rekker started drumming on the table anxiously. He'd be fifty before he could marry Bjorn anywhere and have it matter at this rate. He wanted to get up and throw the table he was sitting at but he didn't. It took all his willpower. "It wouldn't be recognized in the states if we moved back."
Isamu hummed as he nodded. Rekker had done considerable research into the topic, which was not surprising. What was surprising, however, were the results - but that boiled down to a lot of differences between their worlds.
Where Isamu came from, same sex marriage had been legal in his country for decades. And the path to citizenship was closer to a three to five year process, depending on the situation. He remembered doing research on the topic back when he and his brother turned 22. Because their parents maintained their Japanese citizenry (and only lawful permanent residency in the United States), they had to technically abide by Japanese law to either choose their nationality or retroactively lose it. It was far simpler to check the box on the latter, so to speak, so they both sent their letters and declared their intent to remain U.S. citizens.
“Citizenship laws are complicated…” he commiserated. “And unfortunately, Mama and Papa were already married when they applied for visas to study in America. And they both received independent employer sponsorship, Papa as a biomedical engineer and Mama as a clinical engineer. So even if we were in the same world, the situations are rather different.”
Rekker was in quite a pickle.
He couldn’t even suggest the Nexus. While they could undoubtedly get married there, interdimensional law (if such a field even existed) was definitely not his forte.
Rekker was only partially paying attention to Isamu while his thoughts absorbed his attention for a moment.
"My brother suggested I turn my clout, fame and money on the British government." The Brit was considering it more and more every day. Waging war on his own government wasn't what he wanted to do but his rage was not calming over time. No amount of therapy or medication was helping either.
His mind was rolling Isamu's words over and over in his mind before he glanced over at his breakfast companion. "HUh.... I wonder if Ziggy would leverage his lawyers for me?"
Now Rekker is starting to think like he does when he goes into a barfight. What were his resources, who needed to die, and how he could win. Even if he could pull the strings on the government it might take years and Rekker was not a patient man with most things. He wasn't any less angry but he was starting to focus which would be better for everyone else when it kept him from imploding randomly.
“Actually, if you are unable to abide by an unjust law, working to actively change that laws could be a worthwhile endeavor. There may be loopholes too, that a lawyer may know and the layperson may be unaware of.”
Honestly, given the chaos that Tom vented about on the regular, and the things he and Ziggy had to hide at all costs, the lawyers they kept on retainer had to be some of the best in the world. If anyone could help on that front, they probably could.
"I don't want loopholes. I want to burn it down." Rekker was self centered sometimes but not so much that he didn't recognize that people he cared about, including his own brother, were potentially about to crash into this same issue.
"It's time to remind the world what kind of an asshole I am when I'm pissed off." Maybe that was partially a joke but Rekker wasn't going to backdown and unlike Ziggy's placid way of trying to change the social norms, Rekker would be more like a hurricane and far more destructive along the way.
“I confess, this is now quite far from my area of expertise.”
Breakfast was as good as done or long forgotten by this point. Isamu was fairly certain that anything he said would rile Rekker up even more. The emotions were entirely justified, given the blatant injustice of the situation, but it still made Isamu wary.
Rekker goes quiet for a time both because he knows he's feeling angry and he can recognize that he's made Isamu a little uncomfortable. After a moment of staring off he's ready to be a human being again.
"What is your area of expertise?" He's calmed down enough to ask a passing waiter for more coffee.
The awkward silence gave Isamu enough time check on the data simulations he was running and then begin another set.
“Biochemistry.” He replied. “With a slight specialization in neurochemistry.”
Though he had worked on a variety of research projects with his fellow IRIS researchers, some not even in his chosen field. Working with Dr. Malcom on a survey of mass extinction events was fascinating.
“I am currently doing a significant amount of research into brainwave patterns and neurotransmitter levels associated with altered states of consciousness.”
Rekker is interested now, more than he was previously. He had a good bit of knowledge about how the brain worked from his his own treatments over time though it wasn't exactly scientific.
"My brain will fuck up your work." Rekker laughed quietly. "I have sections of my brain that aren't right so I don't get inhibitory effects or respond to serotonin properly. I was in a research study a few years ago where they were trying to understand the brain chemistry of killing yourself."
Rekker knew enough though that he could talk about what went on his brain, in layman's terms but might struggle with too much scientific jargon. "I have functional differences in my prefrontal cortex and the receptors there are shitty."
“Whether or not your brain would fuck up my work, as you put it, would be entirely dependent on what I was intending to measure.”
Despite the delicate subject matter, once the topic of conversation turned scientific, Isamu was mentally sorting through the veritable catalog of information he had read on the neurobiology of depressive disorders, the multi-faceted developmental and signalling actions of serotonin in regulating depressive symptoms, and even the glutamate-driven alterations in synaptic connectivity within the pre-frontal cortex. He nodded as Rekker spoke,
“Was the study successfully peer-reviewed and published?” He eventually asked. “I would like to read it.”
Rekker had no qualms about discussing his mental health. He had been doing so for years with doctors and several of Hexed's songs referenced conditions he endured.
"I'm not sure." Rekker never asked for the study. "The doctor is still researching how suicidal brains function. I've met with him for other studies."
He thanks the waiter for more coffee and thinks about what this particular researcher had told him. "The last one was about my orbital prefrontal cortex. I don't remember exactly but he mentioned that part malfunctioning makes people unable to moderate their desire to harm themselves, and others, and can cause damaging situations to not register normal reactions like recoiling or fear."
Rekker paused because he was trying to parse his memories. "HPA hyperactivity causes anxiety that apparently makes everything else worse including the serotonin problems."
Isamu nodded. “Yes, I do recall a few studies comparing structural differences in that region of the brain with deficient cognitive control and impaired decision-making in the context of intense emotions. And a few following similar changes in the ventrolateral prefrontal cortex and dorsal prefrontal cortex.”
Of course, there were other studies on other parts of the brain - the amygdala, the anterior cingulate cortex, the pons, for example - that also played a role in impulsive behaviors, heightened stress reactions, difficulty regulating emotions or perceiving pain. Honestly, finding a true biosignature for suicidal thoughts and major depressive disorder was still a massive challenge. The same findings weren’t always detected across multiple studies.
“Some of these differences seem to be be more pronounced among those who employed violent methods in their suicide attempt, though there are enough conflicting findings that many individuals with suicidal thoughts and behaviors may not exhibit consistent structural differences at all.” He mused aloud.
Rekker nodded his agreement. "Those changes and my adrenaline seeking nature can get dangerous. I like the feeling of thinking I might die if I do something."
Thankfully, Rekker had found healthy outlets like surfing, skydiving, being on stage, racing and some other less than deadly activities. That didn't always work but he was mostly stable with his usual outlets, therapy, and medication, mostly anyway.
"I'm a slicer." Rekker admitted which was why he often wore long sleeves to hide all the scars. "I don't keep knives or razors or anything in the house and tell restaurants to take them off the tables." Or realistically, one of his companions remembered to tell them. "I'm a wrench in some studies since I am an anxiety ridden, self-loathing, uninhibited, thrill-seeking, major depressive with suicidal ideation. I probably have all the malfunctions."
And that was a bit of his self-loathing slipping in, believing he was broken. Even though he was doing better he still felt like he was a mess in ways humans shouldn't be.
Isamu was startled at first by the frank first-hand description of such behavior, but remained stoic. This was still a scientific discussion after all. And he found himself glancing at the place setting, even though the server had taken away both their plates and silverware by this point.
“Those aforementioned structural abnormalities, hyperactivity in certain portions of the hippocampus and amygdala, and potential underactivation of thalamic areas involved in pain, would be quite the combination.” He agreed, though not with a tone that would suggest he thought Rekker was broken. “Quite the case study.”
Rekker was nearing 30 years of talking about his mental health with people and well over 20 in therapy. He'd learned to be frank so people knew exactly what he was facing because otherwise they couldn't help him in the moments when he was no help to himself.
"I feel pain." Rekker mentioned between sips of coffee. "The wiring is wrong in my head. Pain feels better to me than it should." He wasn't going to say any more than that because it got into territory that he thought might make Isamu uncomfortable. "You're not the only one who's mentioned that. I've been through most of the psychiatric treatments available at some point. I've found a combination that keeps me functional about 90% of the time."
Which Rekker was pleased with now that he recognized there were moments, sometimes long stretches, where he was close to non-functional as a person.
“I do not mean to suggest that you do not feel it. I should have specified that I was not referring merely to the sensory processing of pain intensity. There is compelling evidence to suggest the affective processing of pain - its unpleasantness - may be different in individuals who participate in self-harming behaviors.” He corrected himself. “Not to mention the fact that pain is modulated by contextual stimuli, such as emotions, social factors or other perceptions.”
And that didn’t even begin to analyze the potential role of abnormal feedback in the striatal dopamine system, or dysfunctions of the hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal axis and its altered secretion of stress hormones and affect on serotonin.
"Some people think that's how it works, you hurt yourself because you don't feel it." Rekker had heard that line of thinking more than once in his rounds with the media. "Sometimes I think I do it because I can feel it. I've heard theories that because the pain and pleasure receptors and areas are so close that it's easy for the wires to get crossed in brain development or the alterations to the brain from trauma."
Rekker considered that last statement for a long time and then nodded. "I like to be in control of the pain that's happening to me. I want to cause it directly or indirectly. I don't like when other people hurt me." He started laughing. "Except when I'm in a fight."
“I dare say wires being crossed is quite an appropriate metaphor, as fMRI studies have documented masochists activating brain areas involved in sensory processing rather than affective pain processing when they receive painful stimuli within that particular context.” He nodded. “But through involvement of the parietal operculum, which suggests additional cognitive evaluation, not the ventral striatum, which would suggest the processing of rewards.”
In other words, it was less about pleasure and more about memory and cognitive reevaluation. Which seemed to fit with Rekker’s desire to remain in control of his pain. At least partially.
"I don't understand all of that." Isamu had forged past Rekker's understanding of the medical terminology about his condition. While being curious he wasn't a scientist, though he did understand many of the scientific terms when it came to mental health.
"I know it feels like an addict getting a hit after being off for a long time." He could speak to that having both had a time of wrestling with drugs and alcohol. "I don't always realize how much I've done until I come out the other side. Things can trigger it starting too, like when a cokehead sees cocaine and can't resist. Sharp objects can trigger me the same way, especially if I'm already down."
“Hmm… That runs counter to what a number of studies have found, but that does not mean it cannot be ruled out. After all, opioid and dopaminergic systems and the HPA axis can both be activated either by psychoactive drugs or by behaviors. So it is still plausible that for a subset of cases, the same biological mechanisms support the development of addiction as well as self-harming behaviors.”
Rekker gave a non committal shrug. "I'm speaking as someone who was an addict and is still suicidal. Studies are only as good as the questions they ask."
Rekker had been in enough studies by this point but still stifled a laugh. "I don't just like pain when I'm trying to off myself or feel like shit."
He left the implications of what he was talking about unsaid for now, unless the twin asked.
Isamu’s eyes widened for a moment, though he felt no need to ask for clarification. He could easily read between the lines, and scoffed a hasty, “whatever releases dopamine in your nucleus accumbens, I suppose…”
That sort of thing was not a turn-on for the scientist. And unfortunately, very little scientific literature actually existed on that particular subject to fill in the gaps.
Rekker just shrugs and laughs at the reaction because what else can you really do? It takes all kinds of people and relationships were built on the right kind of strange coming together.
"When you're angry and depressed healthy outlets are important." Which was a more scientific approach to the shocking unspoken. "How's the number crunching going?"
It was time to change the subject even if he was amused and would, if it were one of the band, continue to harass.
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Date: 2022-02-28 05:56 pm (UTC)Mick’s relationship with Ziggy was an entirely different kind of complicated. After all, if Ziggy were hospitalized, visitation rights and access to medical records would pale in comparison to the larger issue of him being a literal alien. Antheans might not even have a concept of a last will and testament. Isamu didn’t know.
There was also a lot about this world that Isamu did not know.
“Are there countries in this world where such a partnership is, without a doubt, legally recognized? How difficult would it be to set up residency in a new nation, or even obtain citizenship there?”
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Date: 2022-03-06 04:28 am (UTC)"I could become a Swedish citizen if I live with my Swedish spouse for two years in my home country." The sarcasm is there, partially overshadowing the anger. Bjorn couldn't be his spouse so that part was already impossible. "Then I can move to Sweden with my Swedish spouse for another three years, apply for citizenship or residency, and then Sweden would recognize that we were a couple with rights."
But Bjorn couldn't be his spouse in his own country, or here in the states, so he was at a blockade. Rekker hated feeling pinned in by things out of his control. "The other Scandinavian countries are seven or ten years residency."
Rekker started drumming on the table anxiously. He'd be fifty before he could marry Bjorn anywhere and have it matter at this rate. He wanted to get up and throw the table he was sitting at but he didn't. It took all his willpower. "It wouldn't be recognized in the states if we moved back."
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Date: 2022-03-06 05:53 pm (UTC)Where Isamu came from, same sex marriage had been legal in his country for decades. And the path to citizenship was closer to a three to five year process, depending on the situation. He remembered doing research on the topic back when he and his brother turned 22. Because their parents maintained their Japanese citizenry (and only lawful permanent residency in the United States), they had to technically abide by Japanese law to either choose their nationality or retroactively lose it. It was far simpler to check the box on the latter, so to speak, so they both sent their letters and declared their intent to remain U.S. citizens.
“Citizenship laws are complicated…” he commiserated. “And unfortunately, Mama and Papa were already married when they applied for visas to study in America. And they both received independent employer sponsorship, Papa as a biomedical engineer and Mama as a clinical engineer. So even if we were in the same world, the situations are rather different.”
Rekker was in quite a pickle.
He couldn’t even suggest the Nexus. While they could undoubtedly get married there, interdimensional law (if such a field even existed) was definitely not his forte.
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Date: 2022-03-06 06:15 pm (UTC)"My brother suggested I turn my clout, fame and money on the British government." The Brit was considering it more and more every day. Waging war on his own government wasn't what he wanted to do but his rage was not calming over time. No amount of therapy or medication was helping either.
His mind was rolling Isamu's words over and over in his mind before he glanced over at his breakfast companion. "HUh.... I wonder if Ziggy would leverage his lawyers for me?"
Now Rekker is starting to think like he does when he goes into a barfight. What were his resources, who needed to die, and how he could win. Even if he could pull the strings on the government it might take years and Rekker was not a patient man with most things. He wasn't any less angry but he was starting to focus which would be better for everyone else when it kept him from imploding randomly.
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Date: 2022-03-06 08:44 pm (UTC)Honestly, given the chaos that Tom vented about on the regular, and the things he and Ziggy had to hide at all costs, the lawyers they kept on retainer had to be some of the best in the world. If anyone could help on that front, they probably could.
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Date: 2022-03-08 08:17 pm (UTC)"It's time to remind the world what kind of an asshole I am when I'm pissed off." Maybe that was partially a joke but Rekker wasn't going to backdown and unlike Ziggy's placid way of trying to change the social norms, Rekker would be more like a hurricane and far more destructive along the way.
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Date: 2022-03-10 12:57 pm (UTC)Breakfast was as good as done or long forgotten by this point. Isamu was fairly certain that anything he said would rile Rekker up even more. The emotions were entirely justified, given the blatant injustice of the situation, but it still made Isamu wary.
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Date: 2022-03-10 05:42 pm (UTC)"What is your area of expertise?" He's calmed down enough to ask a passing waiter for more coffee.
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Date: 2022-03-10 06:37 pm (UTC)“Biochemistry.” He replied. “With a slight specialization in neurochemistry.”
Though he had worked on a variety of research projects with his fellow IRIS researchers, some not even in his chosen field. Working with Dr. Malcom on a survey of mass extinction events was fascinating.
“I am currently doing a significant amount of research into brainwave patterns and neurotransmitter levels associated with altered states of consciousness.”
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Date: 2022-03-10 07:03 pm (UTC)"My brain will fuck up your work." Rekker laughed quietly. "I have sections of my brain that aren't right so I don't get inhibitory effects or respond to serotonin properly. I was in a research study a few years ago where they were trying to understand the brain chemistry of killing yourself."
Rekker knew enough though that he could talk about what went on his brain, in layman's terms but might struggle with too much scientific jargon. "I have functional differences in my prefrontal cortex and the receptors there are shitty."
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Date: 2022-03-12 02:50 pm (UTC)Despite the delicate subject matter, once the topic of conversation turned scientific, Isamu was mentally sorting through the veritable catalog of information he had read on the neurobiology of depressive disorders, the multi-faceted developmental and signalling actions of serotonin in regulating depressive symptoms, and even the glutamate-driven alterations in synaptic connectivity within the pre-frontal cortex. He nodded as Rekker spoke,
“Was the study successfully peer-reviewed and published?” He eventually asked. “I would like to read it.”
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Date: 2022-03-12 06:02 pm (UTC)"I'm not sure." Rekker never asked for the study. "The doctor is still researching how suicidal brains function. I've met with him for other studies."
He thanks the waiter for more coffee and thinks about what this particular researcher had told him. "The last one was about my orbital prefrontal cortex. I don't remember exactly but he mentioned that part malfunctioning makes people unable to moderate their desire to harm themselves, and others, and can cause damaging situations to not register normal reactions like recoiling or fear."
Rekker paused because he was trying to parse his memories. "HPA hyperactivity causes anxiety that apparently makes everything else worse including the serotonin problems."
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Date: 2022-03-14 05:58 pm (UTC)Of course, there were other studies on other parts of the brain - the amygdala, the anterior cingulate cortex, the pons, for example - that also played a role in impulsive behaviors, heightened stress reactions, difficulty regulating emotions or perceiving pain. Honestly, finding a true biosignature for suicidal thoughts and major depressive disorder was still a massive challenge. The same findings weren’t always detected across multiple studies.
“Some of these differences seem to be be more pronounced among those who employed violent methods in their suicide attempt, though there are enough conflicting findings that many individuals with suicidal thoughts and behaviors may not exhibit consistent structural differences at all.” He mused aloud.
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Date: 2022-03-14 06:47 pm (UTC)Thankfully, Rekker had found healthy outlets like surfing, skydiving, being on stage, racing and some other less than deadly activities. That didn't always work but he was mostly stable with his usual outlets, therapy, and medication, mostly anyway.
"I'm a slicer." Rekker admitted which was why he often wore long sleeves to hide all the scars. "I don't keep knives or razors or anything in the house and tell restaurants to take them off the tables." Or realistically, one of his companions remembered to tell them. "I'm a wrench in some studies since I am an anxiety ridden, self-loathing, uninhibited, thrill-seeking, major depressive with suicidal ideation. I probably have all the malfunctions."
And that was a bit of his self-loathing slipping in, believing he was broken. Even though he was doing better he still felt like he was a mess in ways humans shouldn't be.
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Date: 2022-03-14 08:33 pm (UTC)“Those aforementioned structural abnormalities, hyperactivity in certain portions of the hippocampus and amygdala, and potential underactivation of thalamic areas involved in pain, would be quite the combination.” He agreed, though not with a tone that would suggest he thought Rekker was broken. “Quite the case study.”
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Date: 2022-03-14 08:56 pm (UTC)"I feel pain." Rekker mentioned between sips of coffee. "The wiring is wrong in my head. Pain feels better to me than it should." He wasn't going to say any more than that because it got into territory that he thought might make Isamu uncomfortable. "You're not the only one who's mentioned that. I've been through most of the psychiatric treatments available at some point. I've found a combination that keeps me functional about 90% of the time."
Which Rekker was pleased with now that he recognized there were moments, sometimes long stretches, where he was close to non-functional as a person.
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Date: 2022-03-14 11:07 pm (UTC)And that didn’t even begin to analyze the potential role of abnormal feedback in the striatal dopamine system, or dysfunctions of the hypothalamic-pituitary-adrenal axis and its altered secretion of stress hormones and affect on serotonin.
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Date: 2022-03-15 03:09 am (UTC)Rekker considered that last statement for a long time and then nodded. "I like to be in control of the pain that's happening to me. I want to cause it directly or indirectly. I don't like when other people hurt me." He started laughing. "Except when I'm in a fight."
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Date: 2022-03-15 12:03 pm (UTC)In other words, it was less about pleasure and more about memory and cognitive reevaluation. Which seemed to fit with Rekker’s desire to remain in control of his pain. At least partially.
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Date: 2022-03-15 06:00 pm (UTC)"I know it feels like an addict getting a hit after being off for a long time." He could speak to that having both had a time of wrestling with drugs and alcohol. "I don't always realize how much I've done until I come out the other side. Things can trigger it starting too, like when a cokehead sees cocaine and can't resist. Sharp objects can trigger me the same way, especially if I'm already down."
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Date: 2022-03-17 12:01 pm (UTC)“Hmm… That runs counter to what a number of studies have found, but that does not mean it cannot be ruled out. After all, opioid and dopaminergic systems and the HPA axis can both be activated either by psychoactive drugs or by behaviors. So it is still plausible that for a subset of cases, the same biological mechanisms support the development of addiction as well as self-harming behaviors.”
Comorbidity at its finest. Wires getting crossed.
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Date: 2022-03-17 06:46 pm (UTC)Rekker had been in enough studies by this point but still stifled a laugh. "I don't just like pain when I'm trying to off myself or feel like shit."
He left the implications of what he was talking about unsaid for now, unless the twin asked.
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Date: 2022-03-19 01:31 am (UTC)That sort of thing was not a turn-on for the scientist. And unfortunately, very little scientific literature actually existed on that particular subject to fill in the gaps.
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Date: 2022-03-19 01:51 am (UTC)"When you're angry and depressed healthy outlets are important." Which was a more scientific approach to the shocking unspoken. "How's the number crunching going?"
It was time to change the subject even if he was amused and would, if it were one of the band, continue to harass.