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[shall_yield_us]

This little fool carried madness' brands
This fool was Narcissus of lore
This little fool saw blood on her hands
And this last fool cared for more

Hmmmm, only five and two minus six times ten divide by five and then the double. Very nice. They were meant to be five, but I've caught one, or perhaps two, and they're mine, and you shan't have them

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[bedsidemanners]

You haven't caught me.

[shall_yield_us]

And yet I call, and you come!

[bedsidemanners]

Look, you make statements like that and what do you expect?

You aren't like you used to be.

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[shall_yield_us]

And how was I, Raphael? Feed me all that is your anamnesis. Was I less warlike? Less kind? Less for the hands of plebe to touch? Less...

[shall_yield_us]

...beautiful?

[shall_yield_us]

Raphael, have you found a woman? Is she witless and blind and deaf and lacking limbs, and will she take you?

[bedsidemanners]

You were a little less apt to talk in riddles.

Oh, give it a little more time.

[shall_yield_us]

...would you like simpler words and simpler meanings, Raphael?

I have all the time for your frustration.

[bedsidemanners]

I'd like directness.

How is it my frustration if I haven't made the effort yet?

[shall_yield_us]

You'd like, you'd like, you'd like. That is a prince's whim, and you know our fair, our beautiful, our kind princes - ahhhh. Oops. Our prince.

You're but a Lord, Raphael. You came to your knees like every good beggar and rose a Lord, no doubt.

[bedsidemanners]

I'm already tired of trying to dissect meaning out of anything you tell me.

[shall_yield_us]

I shall make matters easier: when in doubt, assume an insult to your name, your ability, your virtue, or your sanity.

...although. Raphael, they crawled beneath your stations and your notice, but indulge me: you knew cherubim?

[bedsidemanners]

No deeper meaning beyond that? I'm almost disappointed.

A few. Why?

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[shall_yield_us]

Then I shall tear away every one of your feathers, every bone of your wings, every strip of your skin, until your scale of needs morphs to one step, that of ceasing the pain. And then, Raphael - then you will have other reasons for disappointment.

[shall_yield_us]

He would be...tall and pale and soft and... something. You've heard of him? Katan?

[bedsidemanners]

.... You keep threatening me like that and I might eventually get worried.

Vaguely.