Mindmistress: Anyway--we need to protect you. This will do nicely--with modifications. Ty: The vest? You stole it? Mindmistress: Um. Anansi stole the idea from me--and botched it. Conscience? Clear. Mindmistress: They didn't tell you why no one was wearing it-- that when someone's heart was racing too fast--their blood was diverted. Ty: Gross! Mindmistress: I've adjusted it. It's quite safe.

Mindmistress: Here--wear it underneath. Ty: ?You're sure--? Mindmistress: Safe? Quite. In fact, it redirects kinetic energy internally--making you stronger--more flexible--like a young man. Ty: Why should I trust you?Mindmistress: One word, Ty: Faith. You have to decide, though. I can spirit you away right now... Ty: Argosy will market immortality...sell..youth. Mindmistress: We can stop it--together. Ty: Deal. Mindmistress: Deal.




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