Oh, it is, but only towards the end. 'Twas hard to leave the house at all, without risking an inadvertent nap in someone's garden. Even so... I would still have several months before it became completely unworkable. Then, I'd simply discard whichever Bond I liked least.
[Is all of this sarcastic or serious? Answer: likely both. While it had become something of a concern at the time, it was easier to portray it as a minor hassle now.]
Well, if they had decided to leave things as they were... I would have likely perished, thanks to their indecision. Or, one of them would've snapped on its own, regardless of anyone's intent, allowing me to rouse. That too is something that can happen when a surplus of connections stretches one's magic thin.
And yet, I was denied the satisfaction of breaking them myself- some resentment is inevitable, don't you think?
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[Is all of this sarcastic or serious? Answer: likely both. While it had become something of a concern at the time, it was easier to portray it as a minor hassle now.]
Well, if they had decided to leave things as they were... I would have likely perished, thanks to their indecision. Or, one of them would've snapped on its own, regardless of anyone's intent, allowing me to rouse. That too is something that can happen when a surplus of connections stretches one's magic thin.
And yet, I was denied the satisfaction of breaking them myself- some resentment is inevitable, don't you think?