It's taking some getting used to. I'm starting to- to be able to separate things. People. Work was too overwhelming, though, but another day or so, maybe...

[ differences, yeah. she trailed off on the conversation with the other person on the network, lost track of it somehow, but she remembers the other conversation to its conclusion. ]

It was a written conversation. Like... writing in a diary, but to someone... and their responses popped up on the pages. It was very bizarre.

We talked about. Mm. Yes, differences. Two different kinds of werewolf. Appearance and, ah... full moon stuff. And eating habits. [ a bit of a deflation there, brisk tone faltering ]