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"Hey, it's Iris. Leave a message!"
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[fauxmarth]

[worked up...?]

Am I so transparent? Forgive me... I, I guess I took a bad chapter from your book, overworking to keep ahead of things... [she shakes her head gently.] Since De Chima, I just...I don't want to fall behind. If anything, I want to get ahead of those looming threats, if I can.

That's a bit foolish, I know...and I know this isn't a one-woman ordeal, but still. If I can do anything, I should do as much as I can...

sorry about the slow!

[eloquentness]

[ Lucina isn't wrong about Iris's habits being less than ideal. She winces in sympathy, but also at her own past misfortune... ]

I get that. Really - you want to keep running and moving forward. [ it's an all-too familiar pattern of behavior, and yet when it's modeled on someone else, Iris can see the flaws. How she had been letting other people down too. ] But it's also like you said. No woman's an island, and we're all here to help each other. There's no shame in asking for - [ wow, she needs to do this too, ] asking for some help when you need it most.

u good

[fauxmarth]

[in an exhale:] Right...you're right.

[she looks back up, smiling weakly.] We're our own greatest obstacles, aren't we? Even in meaning well.

[eloquentness]

Sure feels like it. [ she returns that smile, brushing her hair behind her ears - ] In the vein of also being my worst critic, I sure know I need to take my own advice.

[fauxmarth]

Then I suppose we ought to hold each other accountable tonight, yes? And try not to overdo it. [head tilt.] Does that seem fair?

[eloquentness]

More than fair. It'll be like having a gym buddy, but slightly more intense.

[ she raises her mug in a tentative toast. ]

To holding each other to more reasonable standards?

[fauxmarth]

[a gentle clink sounds.]

To the best of our abilities. [...] Let's start small first, huh?