I don't want anything. Not in the usual sense. [Her free arm folds over her middle. She remains standing, though uncomfortably so. She picks at the thorns around her middle, reflexively cracking one off.]
It would be nice if everything stopped. I feel like someone's poured oil on an open flame inside me. I can't stand anything anymore.
Well, here are your options as I see them. You could kill yourself. I spoke to Dahut's ghost the other night. Sounds like 'Helly Belly'--whatever the fuck that means--is where they're at. And it's not so bad, but they are dead-dead.
[ it's taking effort to keep his tone even. ]
We could wait. See if that flame dies down and you can stand to be around the crew. See if it gets worse and our options narrow. You could voluntarily go to the brig--it'll be lonely after tomorrow, though, but you'll probably have a rotation of visitors, present company included.
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[ io probably already told her about bradley being sent to the brig. about sentencing. ]
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[She looks to the floor. Then takes another slow sip.]
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The votes saved you.
[ hugging one of his knees ]
Nobody's gonna kill you.
[ a certainty there. like maybe nodd will be hanging outside the medbay with an ear out for as long as rosie's inside. ]
So what do you want to do?
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It would be nice if everything stopped. I feel like someone's poured oil on an open flame inside me. I can't stand anything anymore.
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[ it's taking effort to keep his tone even. ]
We could wait. See if that flame dies down and you can stand to be around the crew. See if it gets worse and our options narrow. You could voluntarily go to the brig--it'll be lonely after tomorrow, though, but you'll probably have a rotation of visitors, present company included.