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[be_seeing_you]

[He recoils in disgust. How? How could it be that Fate itself has labeled him as a number? More horrifying is that he believes it. But who is he supposed to take it up with now? God?]

If that's true then what is yours?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Nunya.

[be_seeing_you]

What kind of name is that?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

The kind that's nunya fucking business.

[be_seeing_you]

[His cheeks go a very deep shade of scarlet. Still, not backing down.]

What's the matter? Afraid I'll announce it to the entire ship?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Yes.

[be_seeing_you]

Hypocrite.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Hardly the worst thing I've been called. Do try harder, next time.

[be_seeing_you]

I won't stoop to your level.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

... [grins]

If that's the way you see it.

[be_seeing_you]

Oh, yes. Because you think yourself so above us all, don't you?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Ah, good. Always pleased when one of you proves you understand.

[be_seeing_you]

Why did you really bring us here? Why do you extend kindness to some and cruelty to others? Haven't you got any conscience at all?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Ah. [a small laugh] Asking that question really shows how little you truly understand.

I don't extend anything to anyone. I simply do as I please. Nothing more. Nothing less.

[be_seeing_you]

Look at you. You have such power. And yet this is what you choose to do with it.

You aren't above anyone. You are the lowest of us. I almost pity you.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[smiles]

Feel better?

[be_seeing_you]

Hardly.

I trust you'll use Mr. Smith from now on.

[Not waiting for a reply, he will simply brush past the Captain on his way out.]

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[airily] Of course, Number Six.

[be_seeing_you]

[He slows. His fist clench at his sides. The words Ava spoke to him come floating back. It's the reverse this time. Much as he would like to throw a punch, he knows it will change nothing.

He keeps walking.]