He looked up at her. One thing that you need to ask yourself before you go on with a plan is whether or not you want him to be punished, and obviously you want him to. It would be stupid for you not to do anything about what he had done. How do you punish him, Blur asked, a little wary as to what he was getting at and what he intended to lead up to. Well, there are certain penalties that exist today that you can take inspiration from, such as time in labor, time in torture- None of those things are going to happen to him, she said, shaking her head. That’s too cruel for anyone. Considering what he had done, it’s very just of us to do so. It’s horrid for us to do so. Well, he said, leaning back a little bit, what do you suggest we do?
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You’re going to help me, and then I’ll talk to the congress about what is written and talk to them about what they want added or deleted. How about that?
Can you?
I’m meeting with them anyway right after lunch to talk about what I need to talk to them about. I might as well.
Canto opened his mouth, closed it, and then he gave a nod. Alright. I’m going to talk with the supervisor of the council and tell him that you want to speak to them about that. I’ll be right back. While I’m gone, write down some thoughts.
He left, and then Blur was alone with a stack of paper in front of her and a pencil. She looked at both of the objects for a few seconds before taking a sheet of paper, the pencil she had, and then did her best to jot down notes.
It was very hard to write what she was satisfied with, and she always had an excuse to crumple the paper and throw it off to the side because she was unhappy by what it said. She wrote and wrote and wrote, trying to make every single thing logical and moral, and she didn’t realise how hard that was when she was so worried about what was going to be said about it and how the congress may
You’re going to help me, and then I’ll talk to the congress about what is written and talk to them about what they want added or deleted. How about that?
Can you?
I’m meeting with them anyway right after lunch to talk about what I need to talk to them about. I might as well.
Canto opened his mouth, closed it, and then he gave a nod. Alright. I’m going to talk with the supervisor of the council and tell him that you want to speak to them about that. I’ll be right back. While I’m gone, write down some thoughts.
He left, and then Blur was alone with a stack of paper in front of her and a pencil. She looked at both of the objects for a few seconds before taking a sheet of paper, the pencil she had, and then did her best to jot down notes.
It was very hard to write what she was satisfied with, and she always had an excuse to crumple the paper and throw it off to the side because she was unhappy by what it said. She wrote and wrote and wrote, trying to make every single thing logical and moral, and she didn’t realise how hard that was when she was so worried about what was going to be said about it and how the congress may