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How can you? [ Incredulous but with a light edge to her tone, she's got a major boner for these kinds of things. ] How long have you been here?

Mostly by spending every waking moment in the gardens. Pete cut me off, though. [ he makes it sound like an addiction. ]

Seven jumps-or, months. Whatever.

[ There's a low whistle in response to that time frame. It's also not the first time something on this ship has been presented like an addiction, and Claire wonders at that. ]

What's so great about the gardens?

That's what the 21 means. [ in comparison to her 28. ]

Well, for one thing, they're a tropical paradise. Plus the elves aren't half bad, once you get to know 'em. ...Oh, and this girl, Jaye? She's got all sorts of animals in there. Even a hellhound, though I don't think you'd be able to see him.

Probably for the best, he's a little bit... horrifying. [ 8D ]

I figured, but it's nice to be sure.

[ The idea of a hellhound is half-appealing and half the exact opposite, but Claire gets stuck on elves. ]

Elves? [ She laughs, a small, soft sound. ] Sorry. I'm acting total starstruck. No pun intended.

[ he snorts. ] They're cool, I can't blame you. They make arrows and drink wine and whatnot. I spent a lot of time with them last month.

But to answer your question? It's about the only damn place on board that feels like a real place, you know. Like being outside.

Makes sense. I guess everyone probably gets a little claustrophobic here. The rooms aren't exactly huge to begin with, and it's not like you can open a window.

Too true. And ever since the wonky thermostat thing, people have been even more over the bend than usual.

Yeah, I noticed. What's up with that? We're obviously in the future. You'd think someone would have figured that kind of thing out by now.

It didn't used to be. Dunno what changed, but it probably means certain death.

I seriously hope not, since I just got here and all.

Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get some quality time in space hell first.

Has anyone managed to figure out why we get brought here in the first place? Other than the fact that the ship probably wants to eat us or something.

[ he snorts at that. ] No idea.

But I don't pay much attention.

I don't think I could get by here by not paying attention.

You'd be surprised.

That's just not the kind of person I am.

Nah, wouldn't think so. You Petrellis are a nosy bunch. [ he says it with no small degree of affection. ]

I wasn't even raised a Petrelli, and I still managed to grow up with that gene. [ Not said unfondly, for how much trouble it's gotten her into, which leads her to... ] So, how much do you know about me, exactly?

[ that sure was a question. he took a second to think about it, followed by an almost audible shrug. ]

The basics? Dunno if you heard, but a few months back we all did something of a memory jam. Got a few of Peter's...and your dad's. Other than that, not much if I'm honest.

Peter mentioned something about it, but... [ She still doesn't want to talk about it. About Nathan. Even if she recognizes that actively facing the unpleasantness of that conversation is something that needs to be done. ] It's just strange, but I guess it shouldn't be. People have known things about me without me telling them for years. What do the basics consist of?

[ Part of her feels bad for grilling him so often, but she has to be sure. ]

You want to know if I know what your can do.

That answers that question.

You're one big superhero family, I get it. I'm a vampire, I'm not about to judge.

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