a farspeech announcement

[yourattention]

Emotions. [The lack of introduction is partially because Connor rarely bothers anyways and partially because he's trying to minimize the amount of speaking he's doing.] They were banned on Ai'tuoh and I couldn't figure out why then but that's - the more you bottle it up, the faster the flowers grow. Every. Single. Time. You say "I'm f" -

[There's a hiss of pain and then a slow, shaky breath. Yeah, alright. That was maybe not a great idea, given that he knows that's literally how it's triggered.]

Every time you lie about how you feel, something new grows. Every time you tell the truth, I think - I think that's how you cure it. That's why the robots didn't get it at first. That's why the rates of dying were all different.

[Should he take his own advice? Probably. But he's not gonna.]

I have fluro, if you want it. It makes the nausea worse, but it makes it easier to breathe.

Comments

[yourattention]

Tell anyone you give it to that you take it two ounces at a time no more than four times a day. [Supposedly. Is that what Connor's been doing? Ha.] More than that and it fucks you up more than it helps.

[tokenflavortownie]

[...There's a lot she can unpack from that, but she'll opt out of asking just how Connor seems to know that.]

I'll... make sure that point gets across. I'm not sure if there's even enough of it to make it last more than four times a day.

[yourattention]

There's a processing plant somewhere. We were looking for it, but we haven't found it yet.

[He hopes they do soon.]

[tokenflavortownie]

If it's still standing, I'm certain we'll come across it eventually. [Sooner is better than later.] We've searched almost the entire island, I think.