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[palfriday]

[puts her finger up to her temple, screws it around a little.]

[neverleave]

[Again, makes sense. The captain DID say watching a reality collapse could drive them crazy, so maybe crossing over is the same?]

Jenny doesn't seem so... [Mimics the motion.] Is that why the captain knocks us out on excursions?

[palfriday]

Well, you never met her before she started spending all her time exposing herself to cosmic dread constantly, did you...

[a nod] That and the time! That can break a mortal's mind just on its own, sometimes!

[neverleave]

[Good point about Jenny. She looked sane enough (starting a violent angry storm is valid) but Venti did mention something about her forgetting herself... I should start an IC knowledge tracker]

The time. You mean how long it takes to cross realities?

[palfriday]

Sometimes it takes a lot longer than you'd think! Or, well, it feels like it does, because time is relative!

[neverleave]

...right. I only know 10th grade physics, so.

How long did it... feel, for the previous excursions?

[Surely the return from murder island felt long because it was depressing and awkward?]

[palfriday]

I'm not really sure! I've never actually experienced it, myself, but I do know several Fridays have had to be put down after, so it must feel pretty long!

[neverleave]

[...poor Fridays.] You'd think he'd install autopilot in the tender or something.

So the captain and Jenny have some sort of protection when they cross? To shield their mind at least a little?

[palfriday]

He did! [... SO.]

Not really, beyond the sort of hardiness the immortal brain develops against that kind of thing! [... SO.]

[neverleave]

[SO INDEED. He has some questions about these Fridays, but first - ]

I'm immortal now. Could I do it?

[palfriday]

[laughs]

Oh, no, you'd have to live a really long time, first! You're just a baby immortal!

[neverleave]

[He frowns, a little offended at the use of "baby", even though the point is valid.]

Well, there are other immortal passengers who are way older than me. [Lumine's 600, not to mention Venti and Ebalon... how old do you have to GET to not lose it?] Is that why those Fridays lost it during the trip? Because they were babies compared to you?

[palfriday]

Yep! Also a sort of "inherent instability in the model!" [just drops into a perfect mimicry of the Captain's voice for a second there.]

[neverleave]

[That's creepy as hell. Uncanny valley, as he and Clarke discussed not long ago. Natsuno's expression flattens.]

But he created the model. So he basically admits to doing a lazy job. Is that why you don't leave the ship?

[palfriday]

It's mostly the part of him that can't risk losing me, but that's definitely a factor!

[neverleave]

[Well.] What happens if he loses you?

[palfriday]

I really don't know if he'd survive that one! [pause, her hands folded together] I don't think I like talking like this anymore! It didn't feel like a problem before...

[neverleave]

[Well that just makes him want to press on.]

Why? How is this different?

[palfriday]

It feels... wrong, I think! In a way I've never really... felt before this moment...

[neverleave]

Can you describe how it's wrong? Did passengers feel something like this before?

[Is she having an emotion like anger, fear, guilt? Or is it a weird construct thing that will make her shut down like when Clarke lied about the gun?]

The part that can't risk losing you. Are you keeping something for him?

[palfriday]

Himself--

[she claps her hands over where her mouth would be.]

[neverleave]

[ !!!!!

Good thing he has an incredible poker pace.]

You mean his soul? Or memories, or name -

[Sorry Friday it's obvious you hate this but THIS IS IMPORTANT - ]

[palfriday]

[she shakes her head violently, hands still clasped over her face. not the stiffness, the silence of the binding. full, purposeful movement.]

[neverleave]

I don't understand if that's a "no", or you don't want to tell me.

[palfriday]

[shakes her head one final time, folding her arms firmly in front of her and standing in silence.]