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Who is left of that Welcome Committee, with Codi gone?

I'm on Empieza to fulfill my agreement, but if there's no point in maintaining it, there's no point in my playing my part.

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[written, private to Sabers]

There are no longer enough of us to maintain this ship efficiently. We need to recruit from the new arrivals.

Focus on those with combat capacity. Do not bring on people who won't be able to take care of themselves.

--

[written, private to Itachi]

Brother, meet me on the ship before dinner. [As if added in afterthought:] If you have the time.

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At least we'd be stuck together!

[Obviously someone should share in her sufferings. Yep.]

... and that would make things better somehow?

Yes. Aren't you happy that your brother's with you? That means there's someone to share in your joys and your lows.

... I'm happy my brother is with me. [He has to admit that much, but it's mostly because --] But that's only because the situation in our world is worse, when he's from.

It's only worse than here if there's an outright war. We're close to that anyway, aren't we? It's juts that this place is so big that we can evade the Navy.

There wasn't an outright war, but there was a war being fought.

[Just in its early terrible estages.]

There's no point trying to avoid the Navy. Better to fight them so they know better than to harass us with a small contingent.

I wouldn't mind fighting them, but as it is, I'm more interested in having an adventure.

An adventure is a funny way to describe getting kidnapped on the whims of someone or thing most of us have never seen.

You're silly.

[She was also on the quest for ways out. If Margie could procure goods from various worlds and she wasn't Davy Jones, that likely meant that there were other avenues in and out of this world. Not that she was proclaiming this sort of thing to everyone - she always kept her strategies to herself.]

[There's a moment when he's taken aback, but his tone is flat when he speaks again.] That doesn't really make sense as a response, does it.

Doesn't it?

[Oh well!]

... no, it doesn't. You're, what, pleased to be here?

Hmm . . .

[She was unhappier when she'd just arrived, but now . . .]

This place has its benefits, that is certain, but that doesn't mean it's paradise.

Benefits? [A deep skepticism.] Like what?

I'm seeing new places that I wouldn't have had the chance to otherwise! And -

Promise you won't laugh at me?

... I won't laugh at you. [He really doesn't expect to, because mostly he's kind of disbelieving.]

I realized I have friends here!

[There's a long pause. Then, with deep skepticism:]

Friends? You mean other people who have been brought here against their will and are trying to escape?

Yes. What's wrong with that?

It's a flimsy pretext to build anything stronger than an alliance on.

Oh, I think so too, but you never know what will happen.

... if that's how you like to live. [His tone make it more than clear what he thinks about it, but he also has no particular interest in dissuading this one. It's weird to imagine people actually enjoying their time here on the basis of new people, though he supposes it's not entirely impossible.]

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