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[palfriday]

Well, I mean, because it's from you, I'll pretty much say yes to anything! Even if I think it's a really bad idea! [beat] Not that this is a bad idea, but, just in general!

[light_mischief]

Hmmm. [well, that won't do. he needs it to actually be a good idea...

well, he'll find someone to run it by first, then. if he can't trust Friday to tell him what's what, he'll rely on the others.] That's good to know.

There's one other thing I wanted to ask you about, and then I'll get out of your hair.

[palfriday]

Of course! Go right ahead!

[light_mischief]

Could you keep an eye out for a .22 caliber handgun in the flotsam? Any light-caliber pistol or revolver would be fine, really.

[palfriday]

[nods!] I'll be sure to keep that in mind!

[light_mischief]

Fantastic. Much more practical than my revolvers. [that part's said half to himself as he tries to recall what else he was supposed to ask Friday about in regards to Fio...

oh. that's right.]

Ava said you didn't think Fio would want a birthday card from you. She seemed to think you and her had some sort of falling out?

[but that's crazy, right? Friday doesn't fight with passengers, especially not the nice ones!]

[palfriday]

[. . .]

Oh, well, you know how kids can be!

[light_mischief]

[he does know how kids can be... but most importantly, he knows how Fio can be.]

Hmm. Did she say something that upset you? Or maybe it was the other way around?

[palfriday]

Oh, you know, just... Well, maybe, it's not, you know!

[audibly strained]

[light_mischief]

[tilts his head...]

Friday. What's the problem?

[palfriday]

[just goes. completely still. like she's avoiding a t-rex.]

[light_mischief]

[he genuinely can't decide if she thinks that will work or if it's just a default reaction.]

Whatever happened, Fio is a good kid. I'm sure she didn't mean to upset you.

[palfriday]

... [very slowly, and purposefully:]

I can't tell you.

[light_mischief]

Ah.

[damn. that complicates matters somewhat. he doesn't suspect for a moment that it's a matter of personal preference; if Friday says she can't tell him, she means it. but, unfortunately for her, he's used to having to talk around her magical censors, and he's only the first in a line of people who will be coming for answers.]

This would be much easier for me to drop if Fio weren't involved. And now that Ava is concerned, it's only a matter of time before she comes asking questions herself. Is there anything you can tell me?

[palfriday]

[her shoulders stiffen.]

For you, I can't. For everyone else, I won't.

[light_mischief]

Hm. Okay. [...] Is it something I should ask the Captain about?

[palfriday]

[shakes head]

He... doesn't know...

[light_mischief]

[...hm.]

I see. [that is a massive complication. if the Captain finds out there's something Friday knows that he doesn't...] Should he know?

[palfriday]

No. [...] Never.

[light_mischief]

...I see. Alright.

[that doesn't mean he's done with the questions -- but it does mean that he'll need to take a minute to mull it over, first. something that Friday knows but the Captain doesn't. something Fio would be at least tangentially involved with...]

Can I trust that you have everyone's best interests in mind with all this secrecy?

[palfriday]

[without hesitation:]

No.

[light_mischief]

Well, then, who benefits from my silence? From yours?

[palfriday]

... The fabric of reality...?

[light_mischief]

Something Fio and you had a falling out about that you can't tell me about. Because, I assume, if you tell me, I'll wind up telling the Captain, who can't know because it would cause this entire realm to collapse. Great. Love that. [some might say he's being sarcastic, due to the tone of his voice. they'd be right.]

For your sake, Friday, I hope you can figure out a way to communicate the issue, because Ava is going to come with questions, and eventually I'm going to have to come back with more myself.

[palfriday]

I can't tell you.

[lifts her chin]

Anyone else, I won't.