And, isn’t sanity really just a one-trick pony anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking, but when you’re good and crazy, oooh, oooh, oooh, the sky is the limit!”
“Awright. Yes. Humans as a race are kinda nuts,” Hwell admitted. “There’s lots of things I can’t immediately explain.”
“And your individual susceptibility to Silly Season,” added Ax'and'l. “What evolutionary advantage is there on picking up a mood from the surrounding environment? And you all do illogical things when you panic.”
“Panic’s never a logical thing and you can’t tell me otherwise,” Hwell added a glare. “The point is… the point is…”
Ax'and'l waited patiently for Hwell to remember if there was a point.
“The point is… Sanity can’t be all that great. Just look at all the booms and weird new directions that humanity’s introduced to the Galactic Scene.”
“Yes. Including the stunning array of interesting ways to kill people.”
“Yeah? What about the gravity drive? Or Steelulose? Or Nutri-Food? What about us, hm? You were scraping along following the rules and wondering why they didn’t work for you, and now look. We’re a corporation! Hwell Barrow-Ax'and'l Limited Traders. We’re within three good trades of franchising. Franchising. I’m telling you, friend. Insanity is just a way of ignoring the invisible walls.”
Ax'and'l sighed. “One: you said we were within three good trades of Franchising some fifty trades ago. Two: We’re only a success because I hold you back on a short leash. Three: The number of times your ignorance of walls -invisible or otherwise- has got us into the cacky are innumerable! Working with you is like operating on the catastrophe curve.”
“Yeah? So why do you keep signing on during Reneg Month?”
A growl from the saurian. “…becauseyourinsanityisprofitable…”
“Damn straight.”
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