”“I’m a Druid. We follow two rules. If it harm none, then do it. Protect the weak from the strong. The troubles here violate both of those rules... and we aim to protect the weak.”Henry was quiet for a long time as he thought about what Ed had said. He lived his life according to those rules, at least to the best that he could. As he thought about it, he wondered if he could throw himself in front of a bullet for a total stranger. Finally, he said, “You and your friends are very brave.”“Not. The only ability that was really useful came from the ‘Sin Eater’, but it was still less beneficial to me than what I already had. Hard pass.The cores however… these were a different matter. ‘Beautiful’ was lame, but the other to… Very, very impressive. Too bad that I could take only one. My choice fell on ‘Inspiring’.“That convince you to listen to me? Don't Answer, yet! I have much better things in store, but I can't hand them out for free and, unlike those two, I pride myself on making. Every meal I had eaten since Pete left had been on my own. It would make a very nice change to have some company.“Only if you come too!” I grinned cheekily. “My treat!”Half an hour later we were sitting in a pleasant but down market pub ten minutes’ drive from Julie’s house. It was clean but a bit shabby; the risk of bumping into any of my sophisticated, middle-class friends was very low indeed but I felt relaxed and safe. We had chosen our food from the menu, ordered at the bar then taken our. And that was when she felt normal. She was a strong woman, confident in her skills and in her worth, but she knew that when people looked at her, they saw her tits first and foremost, and very often, they saw only her tits, as if she, Jessica Rabbit,the most successful nightclub singer Toontown had ever birthed, was nothing more than a walking pair of bloated meat balloons. She was a strong woman, but the weight of her tits sometimes dragged her down.So the shower was her refuge, and it would.