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Citizens of Luceti.

[It is, perhaps, the first time Robert Lutece has ever used the journal as an actual means of reaching the community at large rather than simply a voxophone others happened to hear and respond to.

For all intents and purposes, he sounds as if he's discussing the weather or another phase in the Lutece Field he and Rosalind have been attempting to re-discover here and the machine they intend to re-build.

It's a very calm, very scientific tone.]

I would like to know if anyone here has information regarding conception, gestation, and delivery of children as it pertains to Luceti.

Physics is my specialty, but I am well-versed in anatomy and biology. [He does not need the "birds and bees" talk. That isn't the purpose of this.] However, there are anomalies in this world in regards to anatomy and biology -- the wings, for instance.

It is of interest to me whether these changes or the progression of the alterations of reality commonly referred to as "shifts" affect the aforementioned topics.

[...And yes, that is all he's going to say on the topic. Not why it matters or why he's decided to start researching this. It's simply stated as a matter of fact.]

Any information or Luceti-specific literature on the subject would be most helpful.

Thank you.

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Then you're in denial.

[He's seen the graffiti. The Malnosso may lie, but he doubts that it does.]

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[Robert shakes his head a bit, nearly rolling his eyes. One scrawled remark, unexplained, to make a whole defense on? Completely unreliable.]

Or merely refusing to overreact.

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[Gai's eyes narrow to steely slits, his body tensing even further as if preparing to strike out at Robert... and for a moment, it looks like he might actually do so. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) for the other man, he has enough control over his emotions to reign himself in and opt to turn on his heel rather than punch him.

And so he simply strides out of the room with such speed that his blond hair flutters like a banner behind him. He's done with this conversation. Robert obviously isn't going to change his mind about this, so why argue?]