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[dog_eat_dog]

[ She ponders that for a moment and shakes her head. ]

No one for good reasons.

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Really? No one you'd want as warden or inmate?

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If any of my guys showed up as inmates, I wouldn't want them to see me differently than they know now. And... I think I'd do something stupid if any of them came here as wardens.

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I guess you already got one of 'em. Even if she's from the future.

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Yep. I'm glad I barely know her. Easier to stay passive.

[Train-induced family delusions aside.]

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Yeah? Is it?

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I'm glad I got out of there. I don't need reminders of home.

[It's easier to have cargo than a kid, anyway.]

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Now I understand not wanting to dwell, but eventually you might want to return there.

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Why? It's Earth. Half the people in this place are from some version of it. Could pick one where people aren't fighting to death over scraps from a time half of 'em never even knew.

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Well, in that case. [He drums his fingers on the saddle.] You can forget all about it.

[Like that works. They both know it doesn't; he won't tell her to talk, since he wouldn't in her case.]

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[She shakes her head, smiles a little.]

Not saying it's easy, just that I've started life over before, and I can do it again. Hell, if I hadn't come in here like I did, I probably wouldn't have told anyone here about cordyceps, or the world changing, or any of it.

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I think you'd've told someone eventually. [Because he has complete and utter faith in her. He knows she'd tell the right people.]

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Maybe. Back home there are people I've known for over a decade and I don't know their last names because nobody likes to talk about that shit.

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That's back home, though, ain't it? Even if you'd come a year earlier, bein' away mighta just done the trick.

[dog_eat_dog]

And if that's the case, I'm better off here, or somewhere people give a shit about each other.

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Think you could do it, long haul? Like Tiffany?

[dog_eat_dog]

Nope, that wouldn't fly either. I'd get bored, and I'd be stuck with Tiffany.

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Hey - I like Tiffany.

[dog_eat_dog]

She's fine, but the whole "I used to be a criminal, so I don't judge" thing drives me nuts.

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Don't I do that, too?

[Except he still is, but.]

[dog_eat_dog]

She wasn't a criminal the way we are. There's a pecking order to this. People below us should judge us.

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I used to be comfortable with them fearin' us, actually.

[dog_eat_dog]

Me too. Feels wrong when you smuggle children or kill people just for disagreeing with you and they say "that's okay, we all have struggles" or some shit.

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[He snorts and shakes his head.]

Alright, alright, I take your point.

[dog_eat_dog]

Mmhmm. Besides, if no one ever criticized me, I’d be a total nightmare.