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Nightly mandatory fluffy Huskerdust doodle 😤🧡

XiaoLiang had a mental break that we didn't feel like dealing with, so we put him in a transport pod and sent him back to Arwell—with Rand to keep an eye on him and also to get her out of our hair as well.

Bonus image of Mechi's intrusive thoughts

This desert is so goddamn crowded...

Komnenos was rescued from the pirates and shooed off our lawn, and probably reminded the lads on her way out that The Empire is still waiting to do Yeoman bestowing ceremonies for the both of them.

We've had our constructoids building a throneroom over the last few days, so after the lads give it a test run with some meditation, maybe we'll have to get them both their new titles...

They didn't really strike me as "royal gossip" types, but at least they're enjoying their throne room, I guess.

All I’ll say of the scene in question is that grief is complex and the conflicts it breeds don’t require a defined good or bad guy. When you grieve, everyone is gonna fuck up and the best a person can do is own up to it when they do and continue pushing through the miserable indefinite-step process of it all. I think the writers and the actors did a decent job of reflecting this. Maybe a hot take, but stop throwing around terminology that’s insulting to people who have actually been in the thick of harrowing, life threatening treatment.