Re: [quicklog: connie/adrian facility]
[Connie stretched her limbs like a wooden doll connected by string. She rubbed her face and then nodded.] But, it didn't feel like me. It felt like I was losing my grip on reality. Maybe they should put me on meds, too. Like what they do to Nat.
[She smiled happily when he tried the gusher, reaching a hand out for him to plop one down in the palm of her hand.] Sweet, odd and good. What we should all strive to be.