Alarums and upsets?

Aw. I'd so have liked to see Suitov panic...

I don't know that there'd have been much to see. I generally fail to run around like a headle--
[rethinks his simile out of a minor feeling of obligation to Weft's friend]
like a yapping Pomeranian, or wave my arms around or shriek or do much that's interesting.

Unless reading about me feeling miserable is your idea of interesting... and if the answer to that one's an affirmative, I don't want to know.

[pats Suitov's arm] Now, now. 'S not that I wish you bad. Just thought an, well, a bit of a change. But if it only translates to moping, 's really not worth it.

It isn't that. It's that I don't know where anyone got the idea that I like upsetting people.

Challenging them, certainly - and arrogantly assuming I know what's for their own good - but not distressing them for no purpose.

Anyway, hysterics are boring.

*blinks* Who thinks you like upsetting people?

Hard to say. Now I have to hope I'm not being driven to paranoia.

Mutt, snap out of it and stop dragging me with your mood swings. Four hundred grams is hardly the end of the world, and quite inside your control. Good grief, if my problems were so simple.

Mutt: [wants to snap a lot of things, but not 'out of it'... just yet]

Just in case it's any help: There is no memory of the reason for that in this shared brain here.

[looks at Suitov for a while, looking more and more baffled]

y'know, I'm trying to come up with something helpful to say. All I can think of is "maybe you're a natural at upsetting people, so you do it without trying or noticing".

Don't tell anyone, because I like it to seem effortless, but usually I have to try quite hard. I envy my author's natural gift for it.

[Mutt has meanwhile snapped out of it, been hyper, got depressed again, stabilised and is now eating strawberries and melon]