Sorry for the lack of activity the past week. Between difficulties sorting things out in real life, which are still unsorted mind, and a rather bad writer's block (staring at 4k words and wondering 'what the fucking fuck' for five days straight is not a fun experience), I haven't got much to show for the time spent. Part of it is anxiety over where the story is going, which is illogical, since the only real direction I need is 'suffering for Handy'. The rest is trying to juggle the sheer amount