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For the people working the breakfast shift, I apologize for the mess. I wasn't myself during that flood for a lot longer than I wanted, but I just cleaned up the last of it. If there's anything missing or broken that I didn't get to, let me know and I'll take care of it, okay?

Major? We should talk. When you're ready. I'll be in my cabin.

[Private to Rube]

You all right?

[Private to Ralphie]

Care for a drink?

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Why was he going to kill me?

Because if he couldn't make you do what he wanted, he was going to leave as big a mess as possible for me to clean up afterward.

I see. How nice it is, to be a means to an end.

[She sighs.] I'm sorry, Henry. I'm so very sorry that you had to go through that.

Well, there's nothing you can do about it.

[She folds her arms and sits down on one of the chairs huddled around in the middle of the room, mumbling.]

And I am not punishing you for things that happened to me.

Why not?

[It isn't that he wants to be punished-- well, maybe some weird guilty part of him does-- but it's more that he doesn't get how she can't be spiteful]

You didn't do it, first of all. [She glances over her shoulder at him.] You know I don't exactly hold it against him, either.

How could you not hold it against him?

The man that killed me in Silent Hill wasn't my Inmate anymore. [She realizes how that must sound.] The man that I looked after, that I taught, and learned from, and protected, would never have done that. It never would have entered his mind. That's not to say that he was without fault, or that he never caused me trouble. He did. But Silent Hill was beyond him.

...I see.

[After a pause]

If you ever become your uncle again, I'll probably kill you.

I wouldn't hold it against you; why do you think I killed him?

He certainly deserved it. [He scratches the back of his head, wincing slightly] I'm glad none of my uncles were a thing like that.

Uncle Mordecai had a much better personality. My father was the best of them though. [She beams a little thoughtfully.] But no -- Uncle Douglas was difficult. [She frowns.] I only fought him once and I almost didn't survive.

You probably fared better than I did.

Oh, definitely. I'm not certain he intended to kill me until the very end, though.

I suppose that makes you a better fighter than me. [He totally doesn't sound happy about that. Getting soundly beaten is a pretty demoralising experience, a total threat to his manliness] Why was he trying to kill you?

I was simply the only family he had left. [She glances at him.] But I'd agree you could probably brush up on your brawling. [She looks down at her hands.] And he was going to kill me because he knew he couldn't make me go with him. I just got him first.

Honestly, I was never much of a fighter. I spent a great deal of time at a desk or... directing others. [He shrugs] But I never lost quite as many fights until I came here.

[He thinks]

Hm. It must have been difficult for you, as he was still family. I'm sorry.

He killed my father. [She looks at him again.] I'd kill him again if I had the chance.

Oh. That's very... Shakespearean. [Well, that was a stupid thing to say. West ducks his head a little] Sorry. That was inappropriate.

[Rather than prove her ignorance by asking him what he means, she nods.] He was all I knew, and the only in I had to becoming captain of the Morning Star. [A frown.] Dawg wasn't lying when he said my crew didn't trust me. The helm would have gone to someone else when he died, but he insisted I take it, and he sent me on this quest for buried treasure. I didn't want to tie myself to a ship before then.

I see. That all sounds a bit epic.

I don't think there's a single person on this ship that doesn't have a life behind them that sounds a "bit epic", Major.

[He shakes his head] Mine wasn't. It was very normal, in fact. [It seems all of this talking has distracted him from how angry he was, as West appears relaxed around Morgan for the first time in ages]

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