Ammit consecrates her avatar to herself.
"Whatever you want," Nathan finds himself saying when his shirt comes off over his head and his glasses hit the nightstand — like he's talking to himself, which he might as well be. "Don't think about it like should, or shouldn't. Don't think. Don't fucking try and figure it out. Come on. You can keep your shirt on."
Ian likes to be helpful. Adam needs a whole lot of help.
Sometimes Tang Fan does indeed forget that he is not, in fact, the only learned man under their shared roof.