"I can't be trusting humans to write it," Mary said with a sip of her new cosmo. "Humans are good at a lot of things, but they're even better at doubling down on long term misunderstandings." Maybe in two hundred years enough people would actually recognise that she wasn't all of the Marys, but that was a long time to wait. "But, hey, none of us can fight completely against what we are."