"Fuck yeah he should know better, and no, it ith not ok. I don't know what he wanted, I don't want to think about it. Anyway, only an idiot would poke at me after I've done my lightshow. It shouldn't happen again."

He scrubbed his hands over his face and rubbed his temples. If he had his way, he'd have nothing more to do with clowns. He wondered, for the two thousandth time, why Signless thought it was a great idea to be in diamonds with one.

"Do you mith Di? I mean—I wouldn't wish thith on her, but it mutht be hard without her here...."

He didn't want to say what he was thinking, that maybe losing Disciple had unbalanced Signless enough to embrace the clown. It didn't make sense, first of all. Other than weathering several arenas and dating a clown, he seemed more than stolid. Psii was the one freaking out here.