[it's strange -- should he be disappointed that the facade is back? probably just a remnant of his sympathy for Ghastly having to have one to be seen in public...]
I've been called worse things than odd... I'll admit, my desire not to be consumed in your blind quest for power is a powerful motivator. But I am also invested in the continued survival of the people aboard this ship. So if there's a mystery to solve that will prevent the former and ensure the latter, I am hard-pressed to resist.
I'd enjoy the relative quiet, if I were you. Natsuno expressed interest in seeing one of my more solidified realities; I figured I'd indulge everyone in a week or two, whenever this fades. [and no he's not telling what it is it's a surprise]
Terrible and difficult to break, luckily for you. I wouldn't be quite so invested if I was only looking out for myself.
[...not saying he's looking out for the captain now, too. that's stupid.]
I think I'm... excited. [he weighs that, like, is he? and then nods. yep.] Yes. I think so. It will probably be terrible, but I'm confident now that I've seen worse. Hopefully, it's a reality you can be proud of. [maybe he'll judge you harder this time, now that he knows you're pulling one out of storage for them]
[okay, okay...] Message received loud and clear. I'll try to pass on the sentiment. [you know, to the people he knows. the others??? better hope they don't tear up a plant...]
If you're back to casual threats, I suppose you must be feeling better. [pep talk... achieved??? he isn't sure. as usual, the things he thought he'd want to ask, he hasn't brought up at all...] But... do you really think this will all blow over in a week or two?
...Right. Instead of knowing for sure, why not trust entropy? [It usually gets the job done... eventually.]
You know, I brought your book all the way here, only to realize you won't even be able to take it inside. I suppose that's more of my assuming you're strictly human...
I suppose if you can move a bullet through space in an instant, a book should be nothing... [now he feels silly! but he still holds the book up between them. yes, the title is facing the captain so he sees both The Elixir of Love and Skulduggery's perpetually indecipherable stare.]
It's real. [seems to realize that makes no sense.] I didn't find it, shall we say, like I did most of my books. Only a few of them were with me as far back as my memory goes.
[assuming he means "find" the way he "finds" passengers...]
Ah... now that is interesting. [he tilts the book momentarily as if he might want to actually hold on to it for a little bit longer, now that he knows. but no; he took notes, and his memory seems... well, slightly less porous than it was after the time skip.] Are they all like this? Autobiographical religious texts? Step-by-step guides to living a more blessed life?
[he obviously puts up no resistance since he's... giving the book back of his own free will...]
I see. Three books from sometime before you became you. A shoreline in the late 80s, dotted with date palms. All very good details to work from. [he shoves his hands in his pockets.] I take it you'd like me to leave you alone now.
Understandable. [he... is going to respect this guy's privacy and not ask "wait, how do you sleep? do you have a normal bedroom in there? do you wear footie pajamas with a little night cap???"]
I'll leave you to it, then. You know where to find me, and I, you. Sweet dreams. [or more accurately: sweet memory recall, if you're incredibly unlucky!]
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I've been called worse things than odd... I'll admit, my desire not to be consumed in your blind quest for power is a powerful motivator. But I am also invested in the continued survival of the people aboard this ship. So if there's a mystery to solve that will prevent the former and ensure the latter, I am hard-pressed to resist.
[it's impossible anyway. he's already tried...]
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I'd enjoy the relative quiet, if I were you. Natsuno expressed interest in seeing one of my more solidified realities; I figured I'd indulge everyone in a week or two, whenever this fades. [and no he's not telling what it is it's a surprise]
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[...not saying he's looking out for the captain now, too. that's stupid.]
I think I'm... excited. [he weighs that, like, is he? and then nods. yep.] Yes. I think so. It will probably be terrible, but I'm confident now that I've seen worse. Hopefully, it's a reality you can be proud of. [maybe he'll judge you harder this time, now that he knows you're pulling one out of storage for them]
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If you're back to casual threats, I suppose you must be feeling better. [pep talk... achieved??? he isn't sure. as usual, the things he thought he'd want to ask, he hasn't brought up at all...] But... do you really think this will all blow over in a week or two?
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[so.]
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You know, I brought your book all the way here, only to realize you won't even be able to take it inside. I suppose that's more of my assuming you're strictly human...
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Any reason for this one in particular?
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Ah... now that is interesting. [he tilts the book momentarily as if he might want to actually hold on to it for a little bit longer, now that he knows. but no; he took notes, and his memory seems... well, slightly less porous than it was after the time skip.] Are they all like this? Autobiographical religious texts? Step-by-step guides to living a more blessed life?
[as he holds the book out for him to take]
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[pretty much just. snatches the book back. entirely unnecessarily.]
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I see. Three books from sometime before you became you. A shoreline in the late 80s, dotted with date palms. All very good details to work from. [he shoves his hands in his pockets.] I take it you'd like me to leave you alone now.
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I'll leave you to it, then. You know where to find me, and I, you. Sweet dreams. [or more accurately: sweet memory recall, if you're incredibly
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Until we meet again. [he pushes off the wall, turns, and then walks directly into the sealed door, passing through it as if it weren't even there.]