[This entry felt like a slap in the face. He didn't know Mary had gotten into a scuffle since. He'd been occupied. He knew he should have felt some sort of sympathy for her, but any hope of that was brushed off by Seth's words. They were replaced by the sour taste that this idea of her brought about.

The Bulba on the video was an unusually terse, serious looking one.]

You can't take more than one petal without realizing you're causing someone harm.