TLV: IC Inbox

[primedirector]

"Hey, it's Jesse. I'll be right back."

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[cactusy]

My wife just graduated and left, and I'm figuring at least some people are going to be weird about it. Hang out and have a drink once or twice a week so that they don't decide I'm depressed and isolating myself.

[Jesse is a calculated choice here: she's someone who Shaw thinks is cool and who she doesn't think would suck to spend time with, but they also don't know each other well enough that Jesse might feel the need to fret or ask how she's doing. It's a win-win.]

Re: audio

[primedirector]

You're not going with her right away?

--that's my price for the favour, actually, just. Be honest with me if that's fucking you up or not.

audio

[cactusy]

It's not. Does that weird you out?

Be honest.

Re: audio

[primedirector]

Not really. Everyone handles shit differently. And you know she's going back to being alive and okay, so there's- I guess less pressure to worry about her?

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[cactusy]

Mmm.

I was going to go with her right away, but the Admiral had other ideas.

Re: audio

[primedirector]

Right, you got permanently paired already.

At least the Admiral thinks you're good at your job? He trusts you with helping more people.

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[cactusy]

Yeah. And I'm already used to working at the behest of mysterious unknown forces with a bigger and broader picture than anything I'm working with, so-- there's a lot I hate about this place, but trusting the Admiral himself hasn't steered me wrong so far.

Re: audio

[primedirector]

Hey, same hat. Probably not the same company, seeing as mine's like. Aliens.

Did we wanna talk about this over drinks, maybe? Or are you good to just hang out a little.

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[cactusy]

Sure. Deck, highly visible spot?