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[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

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[So, so dryly.] Oh, super terrific. Anytime I can relieve their deaths with the most detail possible it is the best. [But it is something she has relived before in retellings and nightmares and the prison's various mind games. It doesn't make her shake anymore. There aren't any tears. There could be. She still feels deeply for her parents, but in this moment there are none. The memory still hurts. She still feels guilt and frustration for doing nothing as they acted. For not running away from home or training herself in her powers or anything that might have saved them even though she knows it was never going to be easy. The world was breaking apart and they might have been the lucky ones dying so quickly, never having to see it fall to ruins. Caught up in her own thoughts and feelings it takes her a moment to notice she may not be the only one affected here.]

Are you okay?

[ He rubs his forehead. ]

Yes, not to worry. Telepathy is often a two-way connection. I tend to feel strongly as well.

[Softly.] Yeah, I guess it would be. That's probably enough of those for now anyway. [She could use some time to sit with this and see if she still feels good about it. She also doesn't want to overwhelm Charles or herself.]

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[ He nods in agreement. ]

It's best to do this slowly.

Thanks for this. For...wanting to help. [She's still not sure it will help, but the attempt means something to her if nothing else.]

[ He softens with a smile. ]

I'm always available if you need help.

Same goes for you, okay? Though my help might be more fighty. [She smiles back.]

I'm sure you have many other skills as well.

Maybe one or two. [Yeah, yeah, she knows.]

I wouldn't mind seeing those someday.

Well, play your cards right? [As if he'd really have to work for it.]

Hey, are you okay on your own after all that or do you need a lift back to your ship or anywhere? [Not sure how taxing it might have been on his side.]

It's fine. It just takes me a little longer than most, that's all.

Okay. In that case...until next time?

I'll be here.

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