This is what always happens when she tries to explain to mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start inventing complicated ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, satisfying their own goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.

This is what always happens when she tries to explain to her fellow mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start inventing complicated ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, satisfying their own goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.

This is what always happens when she tries to explain to her fellow mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start thinking even more complicated thoughts and inventing elaborate ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, satisfying their own goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.

This is what always happens when she tries to explain to her fellow mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start thinking even more complicated thoughts and inventing elaborate ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, satisfying their goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.

This is what always happens when she tries to explain to her fellow mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start thinking even more complicated thoughts and inventing elaborate ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, chasing goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.

This is what always happens when she tries to explain to her fellow mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start thinking even more complicated thoughts and inventing elaborate ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, pursuing their goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.

This is what always happens when she tries to explain to her fellow mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start thinking even more complicated thoughts and inventing elaborate ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, pursuing goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.

This is what always happens when she tries to explain to her fellow mortals why they need to be easier to steer.  They start thinking even more complicated thoughts and inventing elaborate ways to be easier to steer that would involve doing even more things, pursuing goals, and even, in this case, increasing their intelligence.  Aspexia is not even angry anymore.  She is just numb.