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[Sara is in the oxygen garden today, apparently alone - maybe Cid isn't with her, or maybe he's nearby getting dirty or something, who knows. But Sara looks even more wary than usual as she looks at the camera. The camera turns, and anyone watching this can see that she's got a plain silver lighter - and it's floating a couple inches off her hand, sort of circling around in the air.]

I know there are people here with... powers. Magic, superpowers, whatever the hell you call it.

Telekinesis.

[She obviously doesn't like this, not one bit, but it's also obvious that it's something she feels she needs to do.]

I need some... help. If you're a telekinetic. [One last look at the camera, and she turns it off. Yep, that's it.]

((OOC note: after this goes down.))

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[He nods.]

I'd like to meet him.

[She nods, carefully.] I figured. He's had a rough couple of days, but once he's feeling better - well, we gotta make sure he gets along with you and that you can actually help him. And we won't know that until we try, I guess.

[And then her tone goes quieter, a little less harsh. A little more - pleading. Because she knows, ultimately, the only thing she can do is trust that this guy won't say anything.]

Just - you have to keep this quiet. There are folks back home who want to kill Cid, just for what he is. Because of what he might become. If they show up here...

[And Edgeworth shakes his head - ]

I've told you, ma'am, my concern is the safety of the ship at large. And that means keeping everyone alive. I'd never do anything that would endanger the life of your son. I - Indeed, I consider it my highest duty to protect the children here.

Maybe not. There's always so much crazy shit going on here, anyway. [Enough crazy shit to keep EVERYONE DISTRACTED FOREVER-- okay maybe not.]

[It's obvious he means well, despite the awkward, chilly front. Well, Sara's got a front of her own, she's not blaming anyone for doing stuff like that. And she at least believes what he says.]

I'll hold you to that.

[And then - she holds out her hand for him to shake.]

Nice try.

[Really Joe, angling to get laid again or something?]

I just don't know how the fuck to - do this.

[Uhhh yes obvs.]

What, the whole space thing?

[ Peter shows up soon enough, making his way through the oxygen garden, Izzie nipping excitedly at his heels. Peter hadn't really wanted his dog to come, an overly excited black lab that's hardly past being a puppy, but she had a way of easing other people up, including himself. Besides, she needed a walk, and she could keep herself occupied in the garden without him.

Meandering his way through the garden, Izzie charges off without him as he continues to look around, until at least he seemingly stumbles on someone intent on gardening. ] Am I supposed to be looking for you?

[And he hesitates a moment, then takes it in return.]

Please do.

Any of it. [Cid, in this place, with what he can do, and space, and all of it.]

[She glances up from her work, her face impassive.] Only if you want to find me. Do I look like I'm hiding?

You'll manage. At least you've got each other, fucked up as the whole situation is.

And you.

Yeah, I'm not going anywhere. [Pause.] This time.

You'd fucking better not. [If there's one thing she's okay with in this place, it's him.]

Didn't say you were hiding, just that I wasn't exactly told who to look for. [ Hands shoved into his pockets, Peter stays still, waiting for her to make the next move. He's not exactly going to try training someone who's not even invested in the idea much past asking for help. ]

[She stands up, still keeping it casual, not sure what she should be doing next, to be honest. She doesn't feel comfortable just telling a perfect stranger all about Cid, so she starts with something simpler, first.]

I'm Sara.

[ There. That's... no so horrendously awkward. Or difficult. Except for how it is, but at least it's a little easier, and Peter turns to face her as she stands, offers up her name. ]

Peter. This the first time you've ever asked for help? [ a beat ] With telekinesis, I mean.

Wouldn't want to get punched again.

Yes. [She really doesn't want to say anything else, but she knows she has to - has to offer up some kind of explanation to this guy, otherwise why did he come here? She's just wasting both their time.]

No one can do this shit in my world.

I'll do more than that if it happens again. [Yes, she knows that makes no sense, but are you really going to argue with her about that?]

I don't doubt it.

No one? [ Well, that's a little different than he'd expected. Peter only looks surprised for a second or two before he folds his arms across his chest, assessing. ]

So what can you do.

No one that I've ever heard of. [She scowls a little at his question, then just floats the lighter again. Yeah, that's it.]

What can you do?

[ Peter just stares at her for a moment -- it'd be easy to show her a little more viscerally, it's not like he hasn't rammed people up against walls before with a thought, but he looks sideways, glancing around for a moment. He's not sure how impressive he needs to be, or if he just needs to prove himself capable, but he's not even sure it matters.

But the plants provide ample enough evidence, and he finally lifts a palm almost absently, directing it to overhanging growth nearby. A patch of thickly grown vines wound around a tree are pulled sufficiently off before being set carefully wound onto the ground and Peter once more pockets his hands with a shrug. ]

I've stopped bullets, opened locked bank vaults, and gotten a few cats out of trees- [ Okay, so maybe he hasn't saved any cats. But with another glance around, he picks out a nearby apple tree, and once more lifts a hand, telekinetically picking an apple before it snaps into his palm, holding it out to Sara. ] I can do enough.

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