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[adlered]

At the risk of ensnaring the ire of those of you who would rather live in what is best defined a bubble of willful ignorance— but has anyone noticed that it's been rather quiet in the time since our friendly pirates were murdered?

I'm not complaining, of course, because I do enjoy calm as much as the next person who's relatively sane but it's not as if we have much control with what happens on the ship. And I'd hate to discover that maintaining a normalcy bias— the willful ignorance I mentioned— manages to lull us into a false sense of security.

Then again, perhaps I'm just being pessimistic and that we're just enjoying a break we all needed and I'm just making you, my fellow victims of circumstance needlessly worry due to my own unrest. Still, I am curious as to whether or not I'm the only one who's considered this.

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[adlered]

It would cause more problems. Make the pair of you worry too much, really.

[endeavors]

Can't quite get rid of the worrying part, I'm afraid.

[adlered]

Because who knows what trouble he'll get up to at home without your supervision?

[endeavors]

[Oh, psh. He's just a trouble-making little kid who likes to turn into a pup and go around chewing on things and biting people. Including his parents.

... The thought of him having no supervision is a bit terrifying.]

Unfortunately we do know. Sort of.

Mostly.

[Kids are unpredictable. Etc.]

[adlered]

[ ...Maybe at worse all that will happen is some bitten shoes.

Hopefully. ]

Well, let's hope he doesn't get himself into too much trouble.

[endeavors]

Let's hope. [beat] I'm Andy.

[adlered]

My apologies, Andy, it was rather rude of me to carry on a conversation like that without introducing myself. Where were my manners. Irene. The more modern one, in case you have the pleasure of meeting my Victorian counterpart.

[endeavors]

I'm... not sure what you mean by 'Victorian counterpart', but you're the first Irene I've met. Here. I think.

[adlered]

Probably. There's a woman here with my name. Identical right down to the very letter. I've learned to adjust my introductions accordingly. It wouldn't do to have one mix the pair of us up.

[endeavors]

Huh. Funny coincidence. Guess the world is small, huh?

[adlered]

Exceptionally small. Who knows, perhaps you'll have the same pleasure.