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[Open spam in the greenhouse.]

[It's a peculiar sight, even moreso than Marsh on his own. The man with spikes for eyes is carrying a very small, ugly, excitable cockatiel chick, carefully transferring her from one flowerbed to the next, letting her waddle intrepidly through the greenery, meticulously watching over her and snatching her gently away from any drop-offs or sinister-looking creeper vines while frowning in terse disapproval.]

[Private to Zane]

I'd like to teach you the fast way to kill an Inquisitor.

[It's neither an instruction nor a question; it's a preference. He knows Zane is struggling with his own relationship with violence right now. Zane could refuse, if he wants to.]

Just in case.

[Private to Barbara]

What is your opinion on mercy killing?

[Private to Erik]

How are you getting along with Kelsier?

[Private separately to Ned and Lua]

If you had to trust someone on this ship to kill you, who would it be?

[Private to Ryan Hardy]

I am your warden. I am still not a metaphor for anything.

We should meet.

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Perhaps. But I think very few.

And I don't want to rely on the possibility.

I'm not sure I'd be able to help you.

My skill set is very, um. Specific in nature.

Specific how?

It's a little complicated.

No, that's a lie. I was lying.

It's fairly traumatic and also a secret.

Okay.

I don't really want you to have to do it either.

No one ever really wants to die, no.

I wanted to die more than anything for over two years straight.

[He doesn't even say it very sadly. Just - no dude, you're wrong.]

Wanted? Do you still want to?

Not more than anything else.

[Which is what matters, as far as he's concerned.]

Your deal isn't to die, is it?

[gently]

No.

Just...thought I'd check.

[He shrugs]

I would, if I couldn't do it myself. But it's not difficult, when I'm in my right mind.

That's horrible.

Someday I will get to rest. But not soon. That's all.

And until then I'd like to keep people safe from me, if possible.

You don't seem all that dangerous.

[His mouth twitches. Not an actual smile, but a stillborn one making a valiant attempt before vanishing.]

That's because I don't want to hurt anyone.