In other news, sartorias is a goddamned genius. I want a gross. Since she just essentially explained to me in three short paragraphs how to fix the lack-of-narrative-urgency problem I've been whining about in Whiskey & Water since January, and was just about to kick leaves over in frustration and call a feature, because I loved the rhythm of the voice too much to sacrifice it for tension.
So with a little luck, it'll stay a pavanne. It'll just be a pavanne on sword blades, if I can pull this off.