{i think you know too much, but the mind knows what the mouth wants}

[brokencopy]

Who: B; anyone who happens to be on the SS Heron
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: All over the Heron.
When: Januaryish ... all month, if you like.

{This is a ship mingle! Come get your socialization on.}

Comments

[lightweight]

Well... yeah.

[he shuffles a little bit.]

... Is there anybody from home you really miss, Winter?

[reconstitution]

..Sometimes, yes. But I'm probably not the right person to ask.

[ He can't help but wonder about his team or his handler. Fuck, or even Pierce. Winter knows what happens, and that they're not good people, but he can't very well tell that effectively to that dark part of his mind. The one that screams for 'home' and 'team' and 'purpose'. ]

[lightweight]

Why not?

[he doesn't get it; he says he misses people!]

[reconstitution]

They're not the people I should miss. It's complicated.

[ Don't stress yourself over it, Hinata! ]