Oh, my God I am so sorry! I sort of-- seeing the moon sort of made me... I mean, because I wasn't expecting it to be there I... I sort of forgot my journal on the way down to level zero, so by the time I realized I hadn't sent anyone to help you I'm afraid I... wasn't in a position to contact anyone.
Are you all right? Is there anything non-harmful I could do to make it up to you?
Just for the Record? When Aleera says "I think you'd make a great friend" or, "Come see me and I'll make you my friend"?
This should be taken to read: "Vampire", so let me be absolutely clear about this, She does not want you to be her friend, she wants to turn you undead!
...Afterwhich, I suppose she might be friends with you anyway, but that's not the point, the point is? Don't.
I think It's time that we talk about what you did on Monday. First of all, I think, maybe you should tell me why you did it, and how you feel about it now.
How could this have happened? How, how the hell, could we have let this happen when we all knew that it was coming? How could no one have gotten through to them? How could nothing have been done to stop it when there were wardens talking about how we knew something was coming?
[Georges voice is incredibly clipped and formal for the duration of this post.]
I'm sure I don't have to tell you this, but if anyone should come across Aleera before I get to her then, then do not approach her. Just try to get away from her quickly.
[There's an incredibly uncomfortable pause, then he adds quickly.]
And, and nothing, nothing that she said about me? Should be of any concern to anybody. I'm--I--I, I, I manage my condition.
Right! So, Miss Aleera, it looks like you and I have been assigned to one another, so before I go ahead and read your file is there anything that you would prefer I hear from you in person?
There are a few things I have in mind that I think it might be good to talk about sooner rather than later, if that's all right with you?
[The barge has drifted a little closer to one of the local moons than makes George entirely comfortable, he's not going to change? But he is currently running around like it's his time of the month, and in a fit of pique he's just howled at the moon off the side of the deck. So, voice post:]
Right, okay, I have a question. Why why why why why are there never any clean spoons in the kitchen? I mean, there are over fifty people on this ship, there has got to be to be at least fifty spoons here, at least! Where are they where have they gone? Have you stolen them and for that matter why- why and who would have any possible reason to steal a spoon? Well, actually in a prison I suppose there could be plenty of reasons to steal a spoon now that I think of it but oh god--
