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[ On pops the device – it’s text this time – as she isn’t truly in the mood to be talking to people – let alone facing them. (the girls sad, okay?) ]

I know the next jump is coming up fast, and we all need to be getting ready for that of course. But given the events that have been taking place, perhaps we can figure out a way to do a headcount before and after the jump? Also, has anyone seen my friends? I arrived with them, and now they appear to be missing. They were: Arthur: 001 » 019 Eames: 001 » 193

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[He gives a short laugh. It's not a particularly pleasant sound, low and dark. He should've known from her original message that this was the sort of thing fuelling it, but it's different to get confronted with it directly.]

My experience, thinking like that just gets people killed.

[ she can't help reply with a slightly annoyed laugh all her own. she can sense that dismissive tone, one that might just think she is nuts. but she hasn't gotten this far without being willing to take some chances. ]

I know there is a fine line people must tread when thinking like this. But if I'm not willing to think this way in some form, I don't think I'd be getting much accomplished here.

[ a beat and then she is adding: ] Are you not willing to try all you can to get back home?

You're assuming I've got a home.

[He isn't completely ignoring the point she's making, though. He is willing to try everything he can to get off the ship. That just didn't mean working with other people, not unless he really had to. It wasn't like he'd never done group efforts before. It was just most people, they either slowed you down or they couldn't keep up in the first place.]

[ she paused at that, her brow furrowing as she didn't expect that answer. ] I expect everyone has a home -- just a matter if you want to be at it or not.

Take it you have no plans on wanting off the ship then? [ she knew she was stretching there, as she assumed everyone wanted off. but trying to find just the right way to approach this man only seemed to be the wisest of things. she needed to start somewhere after all. ]

That isn't what I said.

[He might not have a home - and he doesn't, despite her expectations, despite recently finding out who and what he is - but that doesn't mean he's looking for one. If he was, he definitely wouldn't choose a mystery ship that grabbed people randomly and stamped numbers on them.]

No you didn't. But I'm only curious as to why it seems you aren't all that keen on any of this.

[ she knows she is assuming things, and even perhaps pushing a few buttons, but the need to try to understand his motivation with things seems to outweigh the need to be respectful fully. ]

Let's just say I don't work well with others.

[Though really, he's more concerned about being counted and tracked - whether it's by her, other passengers, or the supposed crew.]

Why is that though? [ a beat ] Is it just the lack of trust - or something more?

[ it's a curious thing for her to know, and she knows she is prying a bit, but at least trying to understand the man seems like something she should at least try to do. ]

Experience.

Such as?

[ examples, the girl would like some examples. ]

Such as people dying.

[There's a note of frustration starting to tinge the edges of his words, now. He doesn't like this questions game.]

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