uh, long story short, synthesis happened. I don't have any speaking headmates anymore, save for a fox that causes Horny Problems, don't worry about her.
The skunk thing was less becoming a skunk and more all the makeup and costuming and years and years of identities cobbled together for the sake of survival sloughing off of me- what was left is simply... this. Simple, content, happy.
So I guess.... find inner peace or whatever, maybe you're discover you were a skunk too
