
This story feels like slowly submerging yourself into a beautiful cool pond, with a chill breeze cradling your hair, and as your feet lay upon the soft bottom of the pond, you realize: you've just stepped in shit. You can try to move around (and stir up shit), you can try to ignore it (and be in shit), but at the end of the day, you're now a foot deep into runny watery pile of shit. Why.

Lysbet looks really sick here... I hope she doesn't die, or that she at least holds on until Gjord can take Sylhen away...Also I don't think Lister is behind the medicine. He's cruel, self-centered and abusive, but he's not clever. There are schemes happening and they're what allow Lister to continue his abuse, but I don't think he's aware of them.
It's always all the male leads playing mind games and winning, but our Vivi is the true champion