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[ Scott isn't... actually likely to make Locus into some kind of project. He's just very aware that his luck is shit and Duplicity is what it is.

In short 'not rely on anyone else' is the plan. The contingency is 'make sure he's not allergic to dogs' level of information gathering so he knows which way to jump when the plan inevitably fails.

But meanwhile. ]

I'm not sure what 'you didn't imply' is in response to. I'm terrible at people, and communication that's not a barked set of orders, though. I'm just trying to explain why 'are you allergic to dogs' is a thing that's coming up.

[Locus snorted in what was probably agreement with the line "terrible with people." The irony was not lost on him but the reaction was genuine nonetheless.]

Obviously. I've been told the same but I think you're winning this time. [And that's a lot coming from Locus of all people. Not that he cares.] Fine. If you want to play twenty questions, then keep going. It's pointless but if it makes you feel better... you can pretend to be a leader.

[That would make this easier, wouldn't it? Locus knew how to obey orders from a CO. That was what he was made for.]

It's a brick wall, trying to converse with a concrete one. I don't know what else anyone would expect.

f[ Dry humor, but definitely humor. ]

But I've actively been a leader for more than twenty years. It translates like shit here, but the pretend is usually 'to be a person', thanks.

[He snorted in the closest reaction to amusement of the dry humor as he was like to ever give. Then, quietly to the last part:]

...that was more for me than you.

[If Scott was a leader back home for real then...Locus wasn't certain what he thought yet. Maybe they were both bad at it.]

[ He considers that for about a half second and then actually gives a tired kind of half-smile. ]

Okay.

[ He isn't going to dig into that too hard. He gets it though and that okay kind of comes with some more gentleness than he's been using in his tone. ]

Look, long story short - you've got a key. I'm going to throw some basic supplies in one of the two empty rooms. I'm not going to chase you down but if shit hits the fan, you know it's there. Fair?

[If anything the gentleness irks him but beyond a surpressed shifting and working of his jaw as he looks anywhere other than at Scott--he keeps the reaction to himself.]

Acknowledged.

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