It wasn't exactly like Crystal had imagined it - for instance, inviting Corn to his own Sanctum made it much harder to just end the conversation whenever he felt like it - but he couldn't postpone it much longer. He didn't feel like he belonged to the Mysterium for a while now and like with all unsuccessful relationships he was ready to pull the trigger and end this.
He was sitting at his kitchen table more tensely than he would have liked, waiting for the inevitable deluge of words.
Corn