I visited the library, which seems to be home to disembodied lying and confused quills. I visited the lounges up the trees, where they share more of that herb that you must smoke to arrive here.

[As Justice slowly works out the tangles in Anders’ hair, it occurs to him that Anders might want to know about something else he did. Anders has shown a great deal of interest in his sexuality in the past.]

I also discovered that I enjoy sex. I see why mortals participate in it so often.