[ Two convos in one, easy, because Siffrin'll show with their fist -- shoulder, by the nape, and dragged past the neck -- as they keep up with the first. ]

The people in Ka Bue like tea, too. But Odile doesn't seem obsessed with anything but her research.

[ Their hand falls, foot hooking around another chair to pull it closer. That'll be hers! ]

... I was aiming to kill him. That should've done it, but I don't know what happened after that. He tore my heart out.