[Fivera is sitting cross-legged, straight-backed. And she was ready to begin meditating, except that this conversation is distracting her. So is the smell of Xio's bear, which is pungent. And she is hungry. And her hand hurts, and she is giving some experimental pokes at the bruise which is rapidly forming upon the heel of it--so, all right, she was not ready to begin meditating. How would one meditate with Xio around anyways?
She frowns.]
Why you would get fifteen points for this needs to be argued to me.
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[Fivera is sitting cross-legged, straight-backed. And she was ready to begin meditating, except that this conversation is distracting her. So is the smell of Xio's bear, which is pungent. And she is hungry. And her hand hurts, and she is giving some experimental pokes at the bruise which is rapidly forming upon the heel of it--so, all right, she was not ready to begin meditating. How would one meditate with Xio around anyways?
She frowns.]
Why you would get fifteen points for this needs to be argued to me.