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Who: The intrepid crew of the SS Bloodsport!
Broadcast: Maybe?
Action: Probably!
When: Right now!

[SO HEY GUYS WHAT'VE YOU BEEN UP TO.

what's cooking on the Bloodsport? what fresh drama is unfolding?

has anyone thanked Robin for how the cargo hold doesn't smell like death and slowly-reversing decay anymore because that stuff was gross.]

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Did you need to go armed? That was the sort of world I found myself in, too... even if I dislike having to fight.

[Simon nodded.]

I try my best to do that for her... to be worthy of the trust and faith she has in me. Even if I feel like I do not measure up sometimes.

I... I need to go armed.

[It isn't really an answer, but the soft confusion and less on Cole's face might be an answer in and of itself.]

You never need to measure up. You is enough.

It is necessary sometimes.

[And he leaves the subject at that.]

River thinks so, too... but there are times where I wish I could do more. That I could... fix her. Make it so that she's not barraged by hearing everyone all the time.

Cole didn't have a knife. He might have... it might not have ended like it did if he had.

[He doesn't think Cole would've killed himself, even if it would've been an easier death. Maybe he would've had a better chance to survive.]

Not fix her. You use that word, but I know you don't mean what most people mean. You want to be able to make her life better.

I do. I do not want to see her suffer any more. Her gift is what it is, and it is a part of her, but it causes her so much distress. If I could do more to... to alleviate that suffering... but I am only one man, too. As frustrating as it is, I am only one person.

You already make it better. I promise.

Then I feel like I am doing very well.

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