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This is probably overstepping my bounds and an extremely awkward questions but... what are you doing here? About the whole blood thing?

but embarrassing him is so fun :(

[ spike should've known better than to say that to her. ofc she would ask... and it's not like he's proud of the answer. time to fudge it a little. ]

i've been working with the doctors to synthesize animal blood. [ technically true, it just wasn't for him. ]

I'm not so sure I approve of your friendship at this juncture.

[ One of these days it's all going to click. ]

[ She's just interested now.]

Does that actually work?

a. that's rude. all i ever wanted was ur approval

b. idk we'll see i guess? there's a pig on board so tam says he can take a sample and zip zam zoom

a. And you thought picking on my poor, defenseless uncle was the way to go. Shame. b. I'm surprised no one has eaten that pig yet.

defenseless?!?!? he's like, the definition of badass.

me too tbh. it's a matter of time.
though that pie guy is pretty good at guarding the thing. and he is tall

Back up over Peter being a badass for a second. Pie guy?

the guy with the pig. he has a pie shop or something.

are you saying he's not? cause he can do like, anything.

[ someone is smitten :c ]

Maybe I should hunt down pie guy and see if he needs help making some pies. Could be fun. I'm saying it's hard for me to look at Peter and see anything other than just... Peter.

[ Which isn't saying that she doesn't see that same potential there, just that her initial impressions of him were so strong in one direction that she can't see him as anything other than what he is. And that's Just Peter. He makes her feel normal. ]

it's worth a shot if you're bored or something.

he's totally kicked my ass. not many people can do that.

I haven't been overly occupied. Well he does have superpowers.

i'm in sec and i help out the gunnery and stuff. you should put some feelers out, see what you might be into.

[ that sounded weird ugh can he just quit. ]

not just that, he has like every power in the book. and he's gotten even more since he's been here. you know from other passengers. it's cool as hell.

I'm thinking about it. I know someone in the xeno department. I thought... maybe I could be a lab assistant or something. I don't know. That's what college was supposed to be for, but it hasn't exactly gone as planned. [ To someone who has never had any earthly idea what she wants to do with her life other than live it as herself, it doesn't sound terrible. As for Peter, the last time she saw him, he could only juggle one at a time. ] Yeah, yeah, it's cool as hell. [ Until he can't control it and she has to hold a gun to his head, trying to stop her fingers shaking long enough to fathom pulling the trigger. ]

it's my turn to ask something that's not my business.
what happened with you 2?

You're going to have to be a lot more specific than that.

you act weird when i talk about him. dodgy like.

[ he has a feeling he knows something about why that is. but what if it has something to do with him? he's already fucked with this family dynamic enough. ]

if you really dont approve i get it. your pops already hates me

Nathan's a politician. [ As if that explains everything. ] Other than that I

Oh.

yeah. oh.

Well that explains a lot, actually.

sorry. you probably shouldve heard it from him

[ Being the last to know is basically the story of her life. ]

Probably, but I'm not the one you should be apologizing about it. For the record, I don't care one way or the other about anything like that. I guess it was kind of unexpected, but. [ Hey, she was kind of dating her roommate there for a while or something, so there's not even a point to make in that respect. ] When it comes to our lives, I'm just glad when one of us can find someone who doesn't run away screaming.

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