After our bath I manage to convince Hui'Jin that a black bath robe is appropriate attire for the evening within my room, invoking decorum to claim that her burlap Acolyte's robe simply wouldn't do. So the three of us lounge around the new furniture in bath robes and fuzzy slippers, watching the news from a screen hidden in the wall by the small bedrooms.
Things are getting crazy out there. The newly separated states are banding together in small groups for the most part, forming regional small nations. The Dakotas have decided to join as one, and have announced their intent to ask the protection of the new "Supernatural City" as they're calling Arcana.
I'm not certain we can actually protect the entirety of two states in any meaningful manner, but I suppose they feel it's better than announcing they're doing nothing to help the people.
