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[This was-- confusing? Alarming? Concerning?]

Sorry. When did I have twins? I think I'd know if I had been pregnant when I arrived, unless squid anatomy and biology makes those matters more... unique.

Also. I'm a man.

My apologies. I'd managed to avoid the glitch that seems to have hit everyone's device. I know that I double-checked Ms. Waite's address before I hit send.

I'd thought - read: hoped - that since my device seems to transmit at the least appropriate times, that in an inversion of the usual course, the glitch of the season passed me over.

Though in this place, I wouldn't put it past certain parties to have found a means of cloning us without our knowing it, given their propensities for taking things without a by-your-leave.

No need for apologies. What affects the Patrons affects us all, and I do plan to investigate this if it continues.

That said: I don't discount it, either. Only the gods know how much of our blood has been spilt here, and that is a prime source of raw genetic materials.

That is, if the sciences we know still hold.

We're squid, though. I don't doubt any possibility.

I don't doubt it has everything to do with the word I've heard, that the Tower is ailing. I'm not certain that I trust some of this, given the propensities of their followers. However, given the phenomena manifesting in the town, it's clear that something is deeply amiss with the architect of this town.

I know plenty of my Blood has been spilt in this place. The Zealots took an especial interest in me. I don't doubt they have more than their share of samples from me.

Fair point. Our physiology isn't limited to that of our appearance, and even then, it's often different from what we experienced in our worlds of origins.

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I lost this, apologies

It happens! No worries (I had a wildly busy month...)