{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

[reconstitution]

At the time, it didn't matter. Spent most of my time sitting on the hill overlooking the city.

...It was peaceful.

[survives]

That sounds really nice. [She means it. Really.] Maybe I should do something like that the next time we land near a city, too, huh?

[reconstitution]

It helped me clear my head. It may help.

[ But it may not, because she's not him. She probably has different demons. ]

[survives]

Maybe. [She agrees easily enough.

Yeah, that sounds like something good to do for a little while at least.]

I won't really know till I try, I guess. [A pause.] Thanks.

[reconstitution]

..It's what team mates do.

[ Right? Are they a team? Technically, they're crew mates, but.. ]

[survives]

Definitely! [She laughs.] You're definitely right about that. And you're a pretty great team mate!

[As far as she's concerned, they are so team mates, okay.]

[reconstitution]

Oh. Alright.

[ Yeah, he's not so sure about that 'pretty great teammate' thing, Leanne. He may be making a face that suggests it. ]