Two Tiny Friends Meet (Patreon)

Well, this has been rough. Another ER trip. Emergency surgery. Recovering.

My wife's just glad that for once I admitted I *might* need a doctor.

She didn't even scream at me, just did that narrowing eyes, slight flush, and 'pfffff' noise annoyed wives make when their husband's been particularly foolish but in a way they should be used to after years of marriage.

Nakteti's arc finale is fun, and not yet done.

There's a sweet melancholy to finishing this out, but a bright sharp anticipation of what's coming next.

I hope everyone has enjoyed what poured out of my damaged and beat up brain.

See everyone soon.

--Ralts