Terra Incognita

The idea of a social last who simply must illicit a reaction from everyone and whose fixes are all non-compliant and only attached by a Nine on a non-lead fix beggars belief. That all she wants from everyone is for them to just look her in the eyes and smile itself has elements of a counterphobic dare (I dare you to look me in the eyes). All full of icky sticky glue.

A glue replete with sheer exertion that is at times exhausting to watch, anathema to teflon Seven and rooted in Six as the domain of life as work.