"Congratulations on mot being a total piece of shit then. "
She's watchful, but doesn't care that he's come closer. She's pulling pieces out of the communicator in her lap now, fully involved in chasing the mystery of it.
"You can have it changed if you don't like it that much. Louisiana to Paris is a big jump."
"Oh, I'm still a piece of shit to some people, but for other reasons."
He watches her hands work and shrugs.
"Maybe I will, though I'm led to believe there are limitations on what temporary wardens can ask the Admiral on your behalf. Have you heard anything about that?"
"Everyone's a piece of shit to someone else," she points out, squinting into the guts of the communicator.
"I have. My opinion on it is that their sole purpose here, the one thing we can't do without them, is make requests the Admiral will hear. So if they can't do that, then what's the point?"
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She's watchful, but doesn't care that he's come closer. She's pulling pieces out of the communicator in her lap now, fully involved in chasing the mystery of it.
"You can have it changed if you don't like it that much. Louisiana to Paris is a big jump."
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He watches her hands work and shrugs.
"Maybe I will, though I'm led to believe there are limitations on what temporary wardens can ask the Admiral on your behalf. Have you heard anything about that?"
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"I have. My opinion on it is that their sole purpose here, the one thing we can't do without them, is make requests the Admiral will hear. So if they can't do that, then what's the point?"