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All I will say in response is intentions are one thing execution is another and execution is sub par. As I said this story is homophobic that might not be the intended result but by making the choices explore what was explored and omissions of counter arguments, and a failure to explore them and to only hear from one side the homophobic side and leaving the characters in a point where they are told homosexual is bad leaves the story in a place where the characters believe that then themselves become homophobic then with no counter message and no debate the audience is left with the same message as well. This is not something I would put up for argument or is a matter of opinion like rest of the issues with the story this is something that is factual this story although unintended ended up being homophobic. And no that's not being said because of some simplified argument religion equals homophobic no far from it cause you cam be religious and queer etc it's because there are massive fundamental issues in how the two subjects were handled debated and concluded which lead to that outcome because that is how the debate was set up in this instance and this is why you need to be very careful with the theming and text and subtext with writing as a simple issue of bad pacing can create a complete a complete destruction of those areas.

I have time agree with Kerry. This story went from being a story to just religious preaching and conversion. People can believe what they want to believe that's fine but believes can be challenged and throughout all if this there was no challenge no bringing up of counter arguments and handling them in a fair manner. Just look at the preaching against homophobia arguments there is no time given to explore that to hear Clara's arguments to give that space which alienates those characters. And looking at what's there Jana she is very outwardly homophobic and with that being the only instance of challenge to that idea we are left with it leaves the story as a whole preaching homophobia due to the ommission of other arguments and ideas. Then moving away from that we get to story points it's self the character arc that was set up growing and exploring set themes suddenly takes a left field uturn off the track the character was one for development speed runs it at 200 miles and hour then slams into a ex machina so outlandish and with no purpose to the character growth and challenges it only exists to justify the new twist to prove something there. This is massive character assassination not just for Sally but for the side characters as well as we go from predefined arcs and subtle subtext to just authoric preaching of writer believes over character believes and ideas. This just is not good writing this is offensive to story telling, offensive to readers not leaving messages in subtext and letting the audience pull their own meaning, and just offensive for being homophobic and not fairly and justly being critical of that argument.

Again you show how ignorant you are. You are literally arguing men can rape women do whatever they feel like to women if they feel the slightest bit sexual towards them and then say it's the woman's fault and that's perfectly okay as long as it's not criminal Well I got news for you village idiot rape is a crime, groping, crime sexual harassment, you guessed it crime, persistent unwanted sexual advances crime all the behaviour you are saying is okay is a crime big fat go to jail do not pass go do not collect 200 dollars crime. And none of that is ever a woman's fault it's the woman hating chauvinistic misogynistic no dick piece of human garbage man's fault. You are clearly a danger to women and I would say I hope you end up in jail where you belong very shortly, but that would meen some woman has suffered through the unthinkable. So do us all a favour now go get therapy stop being a toxic man child, and go touch grass while you're at it. Cause your behaviour goes far beyond deplorable and disturbing.

I'm the type of woman that thinks men like you belong in prison cause the attitude you give off the lack of regard for consent bringing sex into places it doesn't need to be screams of the same attitude of a rapest and some one that will openly be violent against women since you seem to have no regard for women at all and just want to take what you want for your own sexual pleasure regardless of consent.

Okay now we see the true colours you're the type of man child that has no respect women and just thinks they are yours to control and take what you want from them as they should be there to please you. Well there are some words for that kind of behaviour chauvinistic and misogynistic and frankly that kind of behaviour is not acceptable. And oh boy thanks for showing how ignorant you are and it's beyond comical you just looked at a thumbnail and went that must mean sex. If you bothered to actually watch it and listen which I know must be hard for a man like you to hear a woman talk you'll notice that the short is about valentines day which comes with the chronotations of cupid so the outfit is topical to the content and goes on to talk about self love over needing the approval of others. There is again literally nothing sexual about it. Again this is just you sexualising content that is not sexual you clearly have problems with woman, woman empowerment and you clearly have issues containing your sexual urges since you're going around fetishising disabled people without their consent you should go seek help cause your behaviour is just vile and disgusting to see.

Frankly I find some of the arguments being made in here discussting to read. She is not being disingenuous and she is not sexualising herself and no one publicly watching her is sexualising her abdl or not. Cause her whole audience understands what she is doing telling her story about disability and having the courage to tell a genuine picture of the struggles that intales. Might be hard to graspe on a site where diapers are sexualised and people look for that, but not everyone who wears diapers wears them for sex reasons or wants to be sexualised for wearing them. Please stop projecting your sexual behaviours on to others and accusing them of false conduct it's frankly vile and discussting behaviour that goes beyond disrespectful. This is a woman that's going through a really hard disability and sharing that struggle that is all. Also to go further to this if you go to a channel that is very clearly about disability and engage in sexualising behaviour because of your own sexual preferences you are engaging in behaviour that they do not consent to just like a woman posting a bikini pic at the beach is not a invite for being sexualised a disabled person being open about their disability is not an invitation for you to sexualise and fetishise them just because a certain thing is sexual for you.

Your comments just highlight why it's important people speak up like what she is doing. There is so much stigma and negativity around so many things with disabilities and it makes people's life suck dealing with something they didn't ask for and that's only going to continue if no one talks about it. Talking about things and having conversations can make it easier for the next person going through similar. Life is hard enough and doesn't need to be worse just because society perpetuates oh these things should always be bad or hidden away so suffer quietly cause your suffering makes up able people uncomfortable. And judging from what pre has said about the aftermath of all this it shows so many people are just glad to see they are not alone dealing with something. And who knows maybe some of the points of crossover between different communities might be helpful to people too.

In a recent episode of this podcast between some comedians between the hosts and guest they mention diaper play at about 21:30 ish.

Having read the article and reading that a jury previously wasn't able to reach a verdict I have to question if it is indeed the correct charge. Now this is not to speak to a defense but rather suggest that perhaps those remaining two counts should be other crimes like child abuse more so than sexual abuse if jurors could not reach a sexual abuse verdict previously. just to look at it from another aspect and without a kink and sexual lense applied to the objects used and actions taken with no reference to reports of sexual activities mentioned in those two accounts besides a jury unable to reach a verdict.

So this trailer dropped recently and some product placements caught my eye this film will feature noreshores so actually decent products for once also trailer has a shot of the main lead wearing one doing the trope of "you wear and I will wear". Film is a indie film was on festival circuits last year now is actively releasing.

Little bit late this week that's down to today being super hectic and not having a moment of free time to prepare release on time. REUNION Chapter 2: Lockdown Max makes her way into her photography class taking her spot at her desk. She puts her satchel on the floor near the desk after taking her polaroid camera and a journal out. Despite the shower and time to wake up Max is still looking visibly tired as she sits at the desk. It was safe to say the early morning is not agreeing with her today. Kate walks into the class clutching a pile of books and walks up to her desk putting her books down before turning to her friend. “You look out of it today, everything alright?” Max looks over to Kate. “Oh hey, yeah it was a late night up with Warren watching cheap horror films and studying for class. Likely a little too late of a night.” The girl rubs her forehead. “Be careful with those, don’t want to run yourself into the ground.” “I know, I was probably a little too excited.” Max says as she notices the redness around Kate's eyes. “ Kate, are you okay?” “ Oh yeah I am fine Max.” “You sure? Would you want to hang out later and talk about things?” Kate takes a moment before she finally answers. “Yeah it would be nice to hang out later Max.” “Okay Kate we can hang out later after classes, I’ll come by your dorm to meet you there. Can hang out with Alice and just relax.” Their conversation is interrupted as the rest of the students finish filing into the class and the new teacher MR Jefferson makes his way into the room dropping his things at the teacher's desk. MR Jefferson is smartly dressed with a clean looking brown suit and short well kept hair that screams having more money and class than you would expect from a teacher. He takes a look at his watch and the clocks at the back of the classroom. “We’ll give it a couple of minutes for any stragglers then we’ll get started.” MR Jefferson looks out at the classroom and the fewer filled seats than he was expecting to see. The door to the classroom swings open and in walks a tall girl in heels with short blonde hair who is dressed like a fashion catalogue for designer brands all likely paid for on daddy’s credit card. The girl is flanked by another girl who is not wearing as much money as the lead girl and is like a shadow following Blackwells queen bee around, almost hanging off her shoulder like another accessory. MR Jefferson turns to take notice of the late arrivals. “Victoria and Taylor, so nice of you two to grace us with your presence. I trust you were able to find your way out of the closet and the girls' dorm room without too much of a delay? Now in future I expect you to be on time like everyone else was.” Annoyed, the new teacher is even daring to address her in this way Victoria just turns and smiles one of those fake smiles girls like her have. “I’m sorry I don’t believe I know who you are yet? But it will not happen again I swear.” “It better not. Now take a seat, let this be a note to all of you in my classes. I don't want to see any attitude or drama from anyone. The only place that energy belongs is in your work and the images you present in this room. We are here to learn and to work and I expect punctuality from everyone. If that is all clear we can begin.” While Victoria and Taylor are taking their seats MR Jefferson closes the door to the classroom before returning to the centre of the front of class. With the room finally settled MR Jefferson begins his class. “Welcome to Photography, some of you may know who I am, some of you may not.” MR Jefferson goes on to talk about his work and his background and attempts to explain to the group of youths why he should be respected and listened to in this class as well as brief plans for the academic year ahead and the expectations set out for the work they are to be handing in. Max in spite of her tired state is listening intently her attention focused on every word that MR Jefferson is saying. Kate is trying her best to pay attention and take notes for the class. However, after this morning's events in her room, she is just not into class as she normally is and finds her attention drifting off every now and then. Victoria and Taylor are only half paying attention to the class. Taylor to her credit is attempting to engage but is finding it difficult to keep up with the speed of Information. Victoria on the other hand only really paid attention to hearing about the frivolous parts of MR Jefferson's work. Growing up in a family that has had everything Victoria tends to put work beneath her assuming that she will always have everything and if she doesn’t she can make people work for her. Chloe is making her way through the hallways of Blackwell academy hoping to avoid a run in with the schools head of security and self employed truancy officer David Madson her step farther. Chloe eventually reaches the shop class area. She makes her way into the class hoping it’s not too bad of her being a few minutes late again. It’s not like she is always late but being a teenager and not being a boarder due to living locally sometimes she winds up not being as punctual as the teachers like. MR Stevenson notices the late arrival. “Ms Price, nice of you to join us finally.” “Sorry, traffic was a nightmare.” “Well let's see if you can help solve that issue. Grab your overalls and join the group working on the pick up at the back. Everyone is working on replacing the cylinder heads at the moment.” Chloe heads over to an empty rack on the side wall and pulls off one of the few remaining sets of overalls and puts it on before heading over to join the group working on a late model red pick up that looked like it was from the 90’s. Chloe’s presence or absence always stood out in the workshop as she is one of the few girls in the shop working on the cars. Blackwell as progressive and forward as it likes to think, still having some areas that it doesn’t really promote as equal interest across boys and girls. To get to work with cars and continue to learn skills she started learning with her late father. Chloe had to practically beg the principal to let her take this class. This means that she feels like she has to prove herself worthy of being in the room and is never afraid to jump into everything. As all the groups began to finish the task laid out for them. MR Stevenson group by group sent them off to get themselves cleaned up. Chloe’s group were nearly finished with the task and would be one of the next groups to go, Which means she wasn’t exactly looking forward to the next stage. Working on cars is great but Chloe was less fond of the inspections as there are moments where MR Stevenson could be too critical of work in her eyes. Max has been sat listening intensely and writing notes even more so for the last forty minutes. MR Jefferson had been giving a lecture on the importance of shadow with form, how to control it, how to use it to construct meaning. Class was interrupted as there was the sound like a loud broom handle snap and then multiple in quick succession. Then silence. This rattled the students as they all jumped out of their skin. After walking over to the door MR Jeffison proceeds to lock it. “Alright settle down everyone and remain quiet. I’m sure everything is fine. Once we hear from campus security we will proceed accordingly. Better to be cautious right now till more information is available.” Kate and Max along with everyone else were now on the floor under their desks out of fear this was something worse than Samuel having a serious accident fixing something. Shaking Kate turns to Max. “ Max what’s going on?” “I don’t know Kate, if Samuel had an accident I hope he’s okay.” Yeah this is just an accident Kate tried to tell herself. Though her fear and everyone else's was not helping. And being in a heightened emotional state from the morning was not helping either. The students are aware that worse things do happen in schools but everyone has this illusion that they are only a thing that happens in big cities. Arcadia bay is too quiet for that sort of thing to happen here right? Might as well be the expression written over everyone's faces. Kate’s thoughts were distracted as the ground underneath her began to get warm. Kate looked down and saw her dress was now damp and clinging to her and she was sitting in a puddle. “Max, I, I peed myself.” Kate manages to stammer out in a whisper. Max looks at Kate sitting in a puddle of her own making and can’t help but feel sorry for her friend.

Within a multiverse of multiple possibilities this is an alternative take on the Life Is Strange universe. Expect characters and events to be different to some degree or another from the universe and some new twists. REUNION Chapter 1: Rise And Shine Golden Sunlight was creeping into the dorm room at Blackwell Academy through the gaps in the blinds. Highlighting and shining off the plants by the window otherwise the room was dark. It was that early in the morning. Outside the window you can start to hear the tones of the woodland birds singing as they start the day. Across the room Max Caulfild lay sound asleep in her bed her short brown hair a mess from tossing and turning all night and covers half thrown off of her. On a table near the bed a phone lights up and starts buzzing softly filling the room with noise and causing Max to stir from her slumber. Max groans as she sits herself up and switches her phone off. Once the phone is quiet she goes to check her messages and smiles softly to herself seeing a message from Warren. Phone taken care of Max throws her covers off as she gets out of the bed before checking the bed is okay and making it after a night's sleep. Max makes her way over to the closet and grabs her clothes for the day, throws them onto the bed, and grabs her shower stuff before closing the closet. Max’s mind begins to wonder about thoughts of the day ahead now that the fog of sleep is starting to leave her. After a few days to settle back into life at Blackwell Academy it’s time for classes to finally begin today. For Max this means photography class with a new teacher MR Jefferson who’s a world renown photographer for his work with portraits. Max is excited to learn from MR Jefferson and ask him about his work in the Seattle gallery but the noises coming from Max’s belly reminds her that she still is yet to shower and eat before class. Max makes her way along the hallway towards the showers. Part way along the hallway is a notice board littered with now crumpled papers and fliers that never seem to get taken down as often as they should by Samuel. By the notice board is a tall slender girl with long ginger hair. The girl notices Max making her way through the corridor. “Morning Max.” “Hey Dana,” Max Replies after noticing she is being spoken to. “Getting started early I see?” “Yes, I got the posters printed late yesterday. So I’m getting some of them up before class today. Going to see you at tryouts?” “I’m not sure, I’m likely a bit too retro for the cheerleaders.” “Nonsense Max, your style of retro is cool and you have a great eye for detail.” “Okay I will see how things are after class.” “Awesome, hope you can be there. Getting some retro pics for the squad would be so cool Max. Well I got more posters to get up, see you around Max.” Dana grabs her posters and heads on out of the dorms with a spring in her step. Max continues on her way to the dorm showers. Max walks into the showers and puts her towels and shower bag on a small table by the showers before heading to the sinks and taking a look at herself in the mirror. Max is not what you would call vain and needed to constantly see herself in a mirror. So for her this was more for practicality than her confidence as she takes a moment to brush out her bed head. Once satisfied with getting any knots out she turns the shower on before beginning to strip off. Chloe Price was laying in her bed face down still in last night's clothes. Her covers were thrown over the place matching the chaotic state of her room. Chloe stirs awake wondering why she isn’t asleep any more then she tunes in to the yelling coming from the bottom of the stairs. “Chloe Price, wake up you are going to be late for classes again, young lady!” Comes through the walls all muffed. Chloe gets up out of bed. “Mom, I am up! Stop the yelling!” Chloe looks over her clothes before throwing them off onto the floor. She walks over to the dresser in her bra and panties to grab a fresh pair and the closet for clothes for the day. After getting dressed Chloe runs down the stairs. Chloe is now wearing a white Tank top that’s seen better days just like her jeans. She has a beanie thrown over her short blue hair. She throws on a hoodie over her tank top before sliding into the kitchen. “Step-Demon out of here already?” Chloe says in the middle of finding some quick food to eat. “Yes, David's at work already. And be nicer to him he’s trying.” Chloe’s mom says while working on plating up some pancakes before walking into the lounge area next to the kitchen. “I know, he’s just too abrasive and rides my ass at school.” “Language Chloe! You can speak how you like with your friends but here, I would like to still believe my little girl is still a perfect angel.” “Sorry Mom. Pancakes smell hella good, as always.” “Just don’t make a mess rushing them.” “Too late.” Chloe says muffed mouth full of pancakes. After Chloe Finishes she puts the plate in the sink before running out late for school. Kate marsh is sitting on the edge of her bed still in her PJ’s, her hair a mess from the night's sleep. She is looking at her phone scrolling through social media. Her phone is filled with comments from most of the people at school on some post one of the popular kids made spreading gossip about Kate. Tears are running down Kate’s face as she is overwhelmed with how many people are talking about her. She is panicking over what people are going to think of her now if they have seen this. Kate has a bit of a reputation around school for being a good student keeping her head down and out of trouble, but she’s also known and singled out at times for her religious views which can make her a target for unwanted attention. Putting the phone away Kate gets up and shaking makes her way over to her closet to get ready for class. Kate pulls out a simple white dress and begins to take off her PJ’s. After Kate is dressed for class she walks over to her Rabbits cage making sure the Rabbit has water for the day. Once she is happy that the Rabbit is taken care of she takes a moment to ready herself. Grabbing her stuff for class and making her way out of the dorm.

Another Japanese nappy company is stopping manufacturing infant nappies and only making adult nappies going forward. https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/business-68672186.amp

I hope Lisa is smart enough to know what's going on and continue to help Sarah. Also although not ideal but with how she's been getting worse it's good to see Sarah get closer towards giving up fighting and accepting diapers. Hopefully Sarah can be saved by her friends and accept she needs diapers by the end of this.

Part 2: Megan. The sound of footsteps thunder up a wooden staircase like a herd of elephants in a rushed panic. Behind a rundown door a girl is on top of a boy pounding his face in with a specific type of Calm in her eyes, she is not driven by anger, nor hatred but calm focus. The footsteps finally reach the door. “MEGAN! Get off of Thomas right now!” An angry man and woman shout in unison. Megan stops hitting on the boy and gets off of him. Despite being smaller and younger than the boy Megan managed to leave the boy on the floor for a long time. As she starts to walk away she spits out blood from her mouth onto the floor. “ Fine you can tell the cunt to keep their hands off of girls oh and to stop stealing peoples shit, nooo wait.” Megan gets up in their faces. “Oh no wait you enable his toxic misogynistic behaviour. So thank fuck I am heading off to an all girls school.” “Megan, no one enables anything, people just need to tell us what happens, and be honest about it.” Megan, not listening to them, walks out of the room to get on with her day and leaving this group home behind her. Megan walks into her own room to cool off from pounding the living daylights out of the kid she goes to sit down on her bed and just takes a second to breath before getting back up to continue her packing for leaving. Finally all packed up and calm again after letting loose on the social workers she takes a moment to finally look at herself noticing blood on her top, she opts to take it off and replace it with a pull over hoodie tossing the top on the bed not caring about it. Being from a group home Megan doesn’t have a lot of stuff she needs nor that she cares about beyond just a few key items that have always been with her from her old life before the group homes. Megan now in her mind calm, clean and ready to move on picks up her stuff and makes her way out of the house throwing her stuff beside the car before turning back around and yelling back into the house. “Right stuff is ready, I am ready, can we get going so I don’t have to deal with this place again.”

EPISODE 1: First Days Are The Worst. Part 1 Rachel. Rachel lay fast asleep in her disney bed covered in frozen bedding as she slept she hugged tight her Olaf build-a-bear. Rachel as of just two weeks ago was now aged 10 for her age she was only just under the average height at 4 foot 3 inches. She has long red hair that right now looks like it has been through a hedge backwards. A creaking sound emerges from the door as a dark female figure enters the room and sits carefully on the edge of the bed. She sits there for a moment or two for what seems like eternity just watching Rachel sleep peacefully without daring to stir the child awake. Instead she just smiles for as long as she can before finally she must begin to wake Rachel up. She rubs Rachel’s shoulders gently trying to rouse the girl from her sleep. Rachel’s eyes half open as she lets out a small moan in complaint for what is going on. “Rise and shine my sweet, we have a long day ahead of us.” Rachel let’s go of her plushy rolls over and begins to sit up in her bed. “Did you really need to come in here to wake me up mum?” Rachel questions her mother. “Considering how lazy you have been over the summer young madam and how early we have to leave today I was not gonna leave it to chance.” Tired Rachel only gives her mother a sideways glance that says “ I have no idea what you mean.” in a typical pre-teen fashion. Rachel’s Mother looks over her daughter in her now uncovered flower printed PJ’s looking for any obvious signs of an issue over night but not seeing any she asks her about it. “Rachel, do we need to run you a wash today?” Rachel blushes a little at the direct question despite having to deal with her body now for 10 years and dealing with her issues of not staying dry for the last 4 months again after it seemed to stop for nearly 2 years when she was 8 she still was not used to the direct questions about it. “Yes I am gonna need a wash, I would have wanted to have one anyway for today.” “Okay sweet, put your PJ’s outside the door when I call you so I can get them washed before we have to leave and you know where to put your drynite.” “Okay, and yes yes I know a little more tact would be nice mum I am ten now not six I can be afforded a little bit more maturity with these things.” “Yes sweet you’re right I just forget, you are starting to become a big girl now and soon in a few short years a young woman that’s hard to adjust to for a parent.” Rachel’s mother gets up to leave the room to run the bath for her daughter. Once she is gone Rachel gets up herself and goes to her wardrobe to pull out her outfit for the day. She pulls out a pleated skirt that is simple and black, pairing it with a tee-shirt that has DC characters printed on it. She debates for a moment what to wear underneath her outfit. Over the summer they have been trying to see if she can manage wearing normal underwear during the day without issues but not feeling she wants to take the chance on her first day at a new school she pulls out the package of drynites and takes out a three she puts one on her outfit and the others in a small bag to carry with her. After having her wash and taking care of her teeth and all that Rachel gets dressed into what she picked out for the day and makes her way downstairs for breakfast. Rachel sits down on the sofa in front of the TV in the living room and her dog jumps up onto the sofa and sits next to her she turns to her dog to give him pets. “I am gonna miss you after today Rex you’ll be a good boy for mum though right.” Rachel's mum walks in with Rachel’s breakfast and places it on the coffee table. “That’s a cute outfit, sweet.” Rachel looks all nervous before speaking up. “ So um today I kinda don’t want an issue cause you know first day kinda so um wearing drynites today instead.” “That’s okay, did you take out changes?” “Yes two shouldn’t need more right?” “Not really but just remember to keep trying to not rely on them after today.” “Yeah I will just want a clean start, you know be able to make friends.” Rachel’s mum leaves the room and Rachel to eat after the last remark as she heads out to get Rachels suitcases in the car and everything sorted for the drive. After getting the car ready to go Rachel’s mum checks the time seeing it’s now 8AM she walks back into the living room to collect Rachel. “Alright TV off it’s time to leave now to be there on schedule for the day.” Rachel says one final goodbye to Rex and heads out to the car and straps in for the drive to her new school and new home till she graduates. The Phoenix Saints All Girls Preparatory Academy for ages 10-18. As nervous as she is sitting there waiting to pull away and start this new journey her optimism senses a new exciting adventure just on the horizon a short drive away.

Interesting start so ten years ago is quite masc/neutral and present is quite fem so either the little is transgender to a degree or is a fem boy.

It's a shame this story hasn't been completed it was so fun to read.

I am glad you are open to critique that can often be the hardest thing to deal with as a creative. Some of the best advice I can give you if you're new to this keep things simple 1 plot point and set of hurdles at a time avoid sub plots and that practice with the basics then when familiar build on them with more complex techniques.

Loving this story so far. Poor Ashley Walls do alot of damage when you walk into them however the fact it knocked her out feels very contrived and a drastic turn the story didn't need to take in the middle of all the suspense of the Mollie situation.

This is a interesting story and that confusion between sex and diaper changes great humour.

because they are mostly banned unless there is 100 percent reason to use them so we can give her Nanites it's her only chance right now Miss Holloway." that excerpt of dialogue is not only awkward to read with sentence flow it's also awkward and confusing to say.

Got curious and went looking for that interview and Google gave me this tweet from 2015 on Aubrey Plaza's official Twitter. So the talk shows were not the first time she opened these cans of worms.

Poor D.Va Don't think she would like that very much loosing a battle by that much of a margine.

Then what about incorporating it as a separate heading with the chapter headings if not the title on each chapter post? Do think it kinda does suit the character around video games aspect of D. Va almost like it's her mental note and keeping score even more so with the set up from the last chapter. But as always keep up the good work.