AMALTHEA

[soulping]

[The lights dim and you are no longer in a classroom, but a low key bar. An older gentleman from behind the counter is looking at you as if waiting for your next order. La Torre's voice comes from nowhere in particular:]

Let's pick up where we left all, shall we? You are sitting in a bar. Why are you drinking?

Comments

[menially]

And you're thinking that whatever this game ends up accomplishing is just going to make others' poisons that much stronger, right?

[codecmoment]

Enabling, more or less.

[menially]

Yeah.

Well, it's not like it's a groundless concern. But there's nothing we can do about it other than hope self-control is still a virtue.