There isn't anything I can do. I've clearly made sure of that, and Friday... is very, very good at what she was created to do. And that is to follow my orders, even to my own potential detriment. Whatever I had told her to do, she will move Heaven and Earth to preserve it.
[he pauses, then looks up at him.]
I will have no role in whatever is to come. I made that choice for myself a very, very long time ago. What will happen, and what will happen after that, shall be entirely up to you and that band of misfit toys on the other side of the door.
Right. No pressure. It'd be easier if I could trust more than three people on the ship not to completely destroy everything.
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I'm not going to be satisfied until you're free of whatever decisions you've trapped yourself in. It's going to have to be a slow and careful process if we don't want everything to come crashing down around us, but it's going to happen.
The rabbit usually doesn't custom-design his hutch, lock the door and forget where he left the key.
[he reaches the couch and stops, sinking to his knees in front of the Captain and resting his hands on either side of him.]
What is it that you want to happen? Where do you want all of this to lead? I know you might have trouble conceptualizing it, but... even if you can't answer me now, I'd like you to think about it.
[he's only the first -- only the most recent person to inspire any sort of feeling in the Captain; enrichment inside his cage that he'll inevitably outgrow, possibly simply outlive. but he can believe that he's enough for now, and that is more than enough for him.]
Truth be told, I'd be happy to spend eternity here with you. I find myself enjoying your personalized enclosure. But... I would also like to cavort around realities with you. Hah. I'd even be glad to tour you around Dublin, and I hate doing that.
I'd like that, I think. I never really greatly explored anywhere. Before, I only saw the world in glimpses... After, I couldn't afford to linger. For any number of reasons...
It's so strange, to imagine a tomorrow any different than yesterday. I don't know how I'll get used to it.
You will. The fear of the unknown doesn't stand a chance against the excitement of the unknown. And I'll be there to keep you company and protect you from any swooping birds of prey.
... I said most of those things to hurt her. She refused to understand. Why I couldn't just... I couldn't pick them over you. Not unless they earned it.
I know. It's difficult for them to accept it. I think they want reassurance that their survival won't always hinge on your love for me. [because they don't think it's real. they think the roots are shallow and easily pulled.]
They all want you to be able to simply choose a different path. I even thought that might be the case. But it isn't. We have to learn to work within the rules, if we want to eventually break them.
Unless the author is too full of themselves to allow a happy ending. [dissing gordon edgley from beyond the grave]
...If I found out anything that Friday would ask me to keep from you, for the sake of reality itself... should you be told?
[not even trying to hide that it's s already happened. but he doesn't think it will be his information to share. Ava was there with Fio, and she was there with the ghosts...]
Alright. [easier said than done in the long-term, but until he and Ava figure out what exactly is going on, it's best to leave it at that for now.]
If you see the opportunity to take any of Friday's work into your own hands, I would suggest you do so. I wasn't lying when I said she can't handle it all. Between Halloween, Vile, and now these cracks...
[he sighs. squeezes his hands.]
I'd rather not have all of this end because an overworked construct made a clerical error.
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[he pauses, then looks up at him.]
I will have no role in whatever is to come. I made that choice for myself a very, very long time ago. What will happen, and what will happen after that, shall be entirely up to you and that band of misfit toys on the other side of the door.
[beat]
So. No pressure.
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Right. No pressure. It'd be easier if I could trust more than three people on the ship not to completely destroy everything.
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I'm not going to be satisfied until you're free of whatever decisions you've trapped yourself in. It's going to have to be a slow and careful process if we don't want everything to come crashing down around us, but it's going to happen.
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It isn't always such a bad thing, you know. To be trapped. The rabbit wants to escape the hutch, but only because it's not thinking about the owl.
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[he reaches the couch and stops, sinking to his knees in front of the Captain and resting his hands on either side of him.]
What is it that you want to happen? Where do you want all of this to lead? I know you might have trouble conceptualizing it, but... even if you can't answer me now, I'd like you to think about it.
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To you.
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[he can't believe it, but he wants to.]
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Truth be told, I'd be happy to spend eternity here with you. I find myself enjoying your personalized enclosure. But... I would also like to cavort around realities with you. Hah. I'd even be glad to tour you around Dublin, and I hate doing that.
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It's so strange, to imagine a tomorrow any different than yesterday. I don't know how I'll get used to it.
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You will. The fear of the unknown doesn't stand a chance against the excitement of the unknown. And I'll be there to keep you company and protect you from any swooping birds of prey.
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... I want to believe. More than anything.
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... I said most of those things to hurt her. She refused to understand. Why I couldn't just... I couldn't pick them over you. Not unless they earned it.
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They all want you to be able to simply choose a different path. I even thought that might be the case. But it isn't. We have to learn to work within the rules, if we want to eventually break them.
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...If I found out anything that Friday would ask me to keep from you, for the sake of reality itself... should you be told?
[not even trying to hide that it's s already happened. but he doesn't think it will be his information to share. Ava was there with Fio, and she was there with the ghosts...]
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Probably not.
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If you see the opportunity to take any of Friday's work into your own hands, I would suggest you do so. I wasn't lying when I said she can't handle it all. Between Halloween, Vile, and now these cracks...
[he sighs. squeezes his hands.]
I'd rather not have all of this end because an overworked construct made a clerical error.
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[like he sincerely doesn't even know what half of them are and not even for purposefully-memory holed reasons.]
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[he has to reach out to Ava as soon as possible. he has to text Darcy, too, to let her know that he took her concern to heart. ...speaking of.]
Darcy's requested you not bring Avery up in the future. Can you do that for me, if not for her?
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[...]
Unless she deserves it.
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[it's about compromise, though!]
I'm sure you can find something else to upset her with besides her bad taste in father figures. Trust me, it's easy. I do it all the time.
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