[‘The Sharpened Critic’ remarks that there’s a cliff nearby, suggesting that jumping off could provide a fortuitous encounter.]
[‘The Spirit That Builds Worlds’ snaps, telling everyone to stop with the nonsense.]
I staggered to my feet.
"Ugh, I'm done resting."
<Good, you've got some grit.>
"If I don’t have talent, at least I need some perseverance."
<Are you being serious?>
