"Hey, I'm down for you guys voicing any concerns you have, even if I've already had them myself," Stacia says. "Can't answer any questions you don't ask, I'm less psychic than these keys."
She rolls it between her finger and thumb again, thinking hard.
"I don't feel a compulsion to use it, at least not yet," she says, as though she's thinking aloud. "So clearly it isn't addictive on contact. If it is addictive, we probably won't find out until I've used it once or twice. At the same time, I don't know how much it needs to be?" She grimaces. "I found the first key, it's possible that the force behind its delivery knew that this key is the sort I'd use. Because I would not feel even a little bit bad about ambushing an executive and digging around in their head for a couple hours."
In fact, she can almost taste the idea. They'd have to arrange a way to keep anyone from walking in on them but, oh, the information they could get. She huffs at herself and gestures to Bunny with her free hand. "I don't get any sense of deities or incantations. The information I got wasn't even in words or anything, it was more like I remembered how it worked even though I've never encountered it before."
She wrinkles her nose. "And putting it like that makes me more sure that someone or something wants it to be used. Which worries me, especially because there might be other keys like it. And part of me wants to hand it off to one of you to see if you get the information dump, but I'm also worried that it might vanish since it's a stupid magic key and that's apparently the sort of thing I have to deal with now."
A nod to Remy. "Yeah, if I'm going to try it, I'd want to do it under close supervision. I'm willing to take a couple risks on this thing, but I'm only one person and I might be compromised at this point. So check me, I guess: good idea, bad idea, or keep talking?"
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She rolls it between her finger and thumb again, thinking hard.
"I don't feel a compulsion to use it, at least not yet," she says, as though she's thinking aloud. "So clearly it isn't addictive on contact. If it is addictive, we probably won't find out until I've used it once or twice. At the same time, I don't know how much it needs to be?" She grimaces. "I found the first key, it's possible that the force behind its delivery knew that this key is the sort I'd use. Because I would not feel even a little bit bad about ambushing an executive and digging around in their head for a couple hours."
In fact, she can almost taste the idea. They'd have to arrange a way to keep anyone from walking in on them but, oh, the information they could get. She huffs at herself and gestures to Bunny with her free hand. "I don't get any sense of deities or incantations. The information I got wasn't even in words or anything, it was more like I remembered how it worked even though I've never encountered it before."
She wrinkles her nose. "And putting it like that makes me more sure that someone or something wants it to be used. Which worries me, especially because there might be other keys like it. And part of me wants to hand it off to one of you to see if you get the information dump, but I'm also worried that it might vanish since it's a stupid magic key and that's apparently the sort of thing I have to deal with now."
A nod to Remy. "Yeah, if I'm going to try it, I'd want to do it under close supervision. I'm willing to take a couple risks on this thing, but I'm only one person and I might be compromised at this point. So check me, I guess: good idea, bad idea, or keep talking?"