[TLV] IC Inbox

[palissant]

[No response can be gained via comms. He isn't interested in making himself available that way.

If you want him, come find him.]

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[palissant]

I'm not interested.

[And so come the questions. Of course. Because wardens can't just keep themselves out of his business.]

You can leave.

[tomoveonward]

[This isn't going really well, clearly.]

I'm sorry, I don't mean to bother you with those questions.

[palissant]

Then why are you.

[Because it is seeming very much like he intends to bother him, as things stand.]

[tomoveonward]

Because not having any friends here would be pretty lonely. [Clearly that's a big deal.]

[palissant]

[Flatly.]

If I want friends, I can find them. I don't need one of the Admiral's obedient little jailors nipping at my heels every month thinking they know what's best.

[tomoveonward]

I wouldn't assume I know what's best. At least, I hope not.

[palissant]

Of course you would. That's your little job here.

[He sighs, short and irritated.]

So am I going to have to tell you to be on your way again, or have you got the hint?