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I brought up a bit ago that there was a distinct lack of good stories to be told here. I've been attempting to summon good ones myself, but it is difficult.

There is one definite source of pleasant thoughts with me. There was a young man here with a number of problems, but I think also with a great deal of potential. The last words that I spoke to him, I did so while he was slumbering and never had a chance to say them aloud. I deeply regret that. He was in a Barge coma at the time. Many of my favourable experiences on board involved him, though at the same time, many of the harmful and horrifying ones that others experienced also involved him.

But he gave me hope, hope that some people such as the ones that caused my universe infinite grief could improve. I saw him improve. He didn't graduate, he was cast out soon after he woke from that coma. But the potential? It was there.

It may do us all well to remember that someone that causes harm to their friends, their people, their world... They can eventually realize they're also capable of bringing someone infinite happiness. A sense of contentment that few out there get to experience. You don't need to be perfect to do that, to command love and loyalty. To make someone be appreciated. You need not even graduate. Just recall the people that bring you pleasure are far more worth your time and investment than people you dislike; it's a great expenditure on people that you would care not be around, anyway.

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I need to discuss your inmate with you. He was murdered prior to you retaining him, and it doesn't speak well to a man with insecurities in the justice system if people don't represent him fairly. I'm also guilty, as I was just recently informed that my inmate was one of the individuals implicated in the act.

So, I was wondering if I might speak with him, [and oh god, he knows it'll be a creepy, creepy place, and Richie's memories might be unreliable and rewritten to suit his fantasies, but he must be sure] and if I have permission from you and him possibly look at what he saw.

*OOC: Tonight will be the first night of the dream plot. It'll probably only go on until the 10th, but that should be plenty of time without it getting too stale.

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Nothing is wrong with her for particularly long. Sadness and unrest passes over her with the speed of a summer rain.

What is so difficult about the other? [What subject change? He sees no subject change.]

[Having not all that much experience with summer rains, he grudgingly is dragged back to the other topic.]

Managing to show care, and take care.

You simply act with the intention of truly making their life more comfortable. What would really be best for them, not simple obedience or depriving them of any sort of independence.

But you're correct. It is difficult. Though the rewards for the effort are much greater.

[For a minute he stares through the comm at the doctor.]

Rassilon hasn't been gossiping about my file, has he-?

Nevermind.

I was actually thinking of someone else. [Jesse, and his blind dedication to that deplorable fellow, Walter.] Something you can identify with, then?

Rassilon is still angry with me because I was angry with his manner of "cheering me up". I'm still not sure what to think, but to my knowledge he's divulged none of your secrets.

No, really I'm past thinking he will. Flagg handed him out my file, the once.

[See his non-answers. Non-answer, Stildyne, non-answer.]

Did they teach you evasive manoeuvring in the military, Chief? You come skirt those topics closely when you dart by.

In any case, it is a pity when we're placed in a position where affection is something you should be ashamed of, or guarded against. Especially when it creates the balance between compassion and logic that ultimately leads to reason.

Don't know what you're talking about.

There are structures that aren't so conducive to forming interpersonal connections. The military's one, and the barge... well. It's got its risks. But there's something to affection.

Indeed it is full of risks. But sometimes someone searching for affection, and encountering only the perception of being a risk, decides that it's their only identity.

I believe I would rather see these people as something other than primarily a risk. There are much more to tulips than their thorns.

[Chances of Stildyne getting that? Completely ignored.]

[And then it's just Stildyne's vastly confused face as the conversation breaks up.]

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