[ Hmmm, Matt retorts, amused, for "crossfaded." It's hard to work up too much indignation when they're so close together, forming this little pretzel of undressing and tending-to. He finds a few tangles in Tezcatlipoca's hair and works them smooth again. His fingers move dreamily, rather than clumsily, which means that though he's slow, he manages to do his untangling without tugging or causing more split ends. ]

I don't know if the change is worth it, [ Matt muses. ] There's a part of me that thinks anybody alive now has the right to keep living over people who might be alive in the future. Even though some of the people alive now, like people from Highstorm, believe in making that sacrifice. I think it'd have to be unanimous before I was totally okay with it.

... But that's all kind of to the side of the whole Shard thing. Asking for stuff.