User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-30014014-20180218051709/@comment-30014014-20180308164120

The tiny butterfly flutters his antennas before him, as if to agree with Lucida's statement "Tell me about it. But at this point, my boss and I have already seen what weirdness can steam from other planes, so I welcome it. I mean, people tend to eye me as much as I do since I'm technically foreign to their place, much like I am to this realm. Well, me and the clown-for-hire. Seriously, I'm glad he decided to make his performance change way before we even got here. All that food, such a good reward"

He grabs the cookie left out for him and starts munching on it, his antennas lifted as an indication he was open to anything Lucida might say or ask.

The fool's tone turns light, shifting from the more grave momentum of his past life "Well, doc, to be frank, I've had two voices yelling in my head about flickering that page. And trust me, they did not stop. I guess you can say love would make one feel somewhat unworthy...but, with the patron I have, I'd consider it's been a miracle I've been off the stuff for as long as I have, what with the constant drilling she gave in my head about bathing in it. Apparently, it's a bad thing for the one follower of another patron of love and beauty to be ironically single and what not".

His hand gently pats the right section of Alex's hip where it stood "But hey, when it turns out they're right all along, it's hard to give flak to someone who's been shouting the same thing for a better of a century. Speaking of yelling, that's what Alex did over here--

"Only because you kept making it sound like it was worse than I've thought" she retorts, one eye open toward her masked spouse.

"A two-hour cacophony about how even though she disliked that piece of work I donned before, this meant jack in state now. Like a kikimora finding out her master essentially wants to send her to a place with a better salary. Doc...I don't know where you got the idea of making her as stubborn as an ox, but it works".

A 'hmpf' comes from Alex's, whose eye had closed again, her expression depicting slight reproche, but never the less kept leaning on the man, almost as if she was sleeping.

"But anyway..." he continues "...after all is said and done, well...with those negative emotions vented out and the fact that they're given reason to, people tend to lean back on the more positive ones. You know, the 'she's my wife, he's my husband'. And just like that, those monster instincts come right out the closet, changed by the perception of sentience and control...well, not that time. It's almost like she wanted to make up for all that time lost. I'll spare the details here, although it's going to be complicated back at the Jaghund house, especially with mrs. Samia".