Reverie: IC Inbox

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IC INBOX
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[marineris]

Hey, Alex.

[She reaches for his hand automatically, then hesitates. Her fingers brush against his, but she doesn't complete the motion.]

You're not an idiot. When Holden told Chrisjen and I, he made it sound like all of you agreed.

[donkeyballs]

[ He doesn't reach for her hand, folding his up under his arms instead, across his chest. He's too angry to be willing to be comforted, yet. ]

Great. So the cap knows, too? And Prax, I bet?

What the hell did they think Amos and I were gonna do, that they didn't trust us enough to even tell us?

[marineris]

I don't know why they didn't tell you.

[Maybe not comforting, but honest. She lets her hand fall back to her side.]

Naomi told you just now?

[donkeyballs]

Couple hours ago. Me an' Amos.

After all the cryptic shit Ashford said on the network - how much do you wanna bet she woulda just kept on lyin' to us, if her hand hadn't been forced?

[marineris]

I'm sorry, Alex.

[She's not really sure what else to say.]

Are you angry because she gave the protomolecule to the Belt or because she lied to you?

[donkeyballs]

Both. [ It was a heavy word, and he glared off into the distance, his chest clenching painfully. ]

I get - I get wanting to give it to the Belt. I do. I wanted to give it to Mars, before we - before all that shit happened. So I get the urge. But they talked me down, and they were right to do it, and she saw what happened with it--

[marineris]

[Bobbie lets out a breath, then reaches out to touch his shoulder gently.]

Yeah, it wasn't a great call. I'd wipe that shit from the system if I could, but we're all stuck with it. Chrisjen is trying to get a sample for Earth, and I'm sure someone from the OPA would have gotten their hands on it somehow. Are you more upset she lied to you about it?

[donkeyballs]

Gettin' their hands on it is not the same as us givin' it to 'em. [ He pointed out, annoyed. But to the question he just looked uncomfortably away. ]

I don't get it, Gunny. What the hell did she think I was gonna do about it, to not even bother tellin' me when we've been trapped here for months...?

[marineris]

She thought you'd be pissed.

[That seems obvious enough to her.]

Maybe she was afraid it would destroy your friendship.

[donkeyballs]

I am pissed. [ It takes a lot, to get him angry, but he's not going to deny that he is. ] I'm pissed as all hell.

She decided she knew better than any of the rest of us, told us she destroyed it when she didn't, and then lied about what she did with it for months. Of course I'm pissed.

And I - I don't know what to do about it.

[marineris]

[She knows he's pissed—she's never seen him this angry, but he's also hurt, and she thinks that might be the bigger thing. Bobbie reaches for his hand, taking it gently, and giving him enough wiggle room to pull away if he wants.]

You don't have to do anything yet. Give yourself a little time to process it.

[donkeyballs]

[ He clicked his tongue, eyes dropping, but he let her take his hand, and honestly? It helped. ]

... Yeah. I guess. Not sure what in the hell I'm gonna come up with later that I ain't right now, but -

I ain't gonna make things worse, if I can help it.

[marineris]

[She shrugs, giving his hand a squeeze.]

Hey, you'd be surprised. Things might seem clearer when you've had time to calm down.

[donkeyballs]

[ He clicked his tongue, gave her hand another squeeze, and let go. ]

We'll see. At the moment every time I start tryin' to think about it, I just make myself mad all over again.