[ There's an irritated swat when Casey lifts her head up, but she doesn't fight it any more than that. She does pause though, looking over at him, because- ] What's a milkshake?
[ Though that isn't the point. ]
I don't know. [ Fry supposes he never has before, but that doesn't change the fact that not opening up is the easiest way to protect yourself. She learned that the hard way. Still... ]
It's... This ship. People crawling out of the depths, people who were supposed to be dead here and not just back where they come from. [ Her head rolls to one side, eyes fixed on a random point on the wall. ] And then they look at you, even if they shouldn't be able to see, and tell you that you know, and I just...
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[ Though that isn't the point. ]
I don't know. [ Fry supposes he never has before, but that doesn't change the fact that not opening up is the easiest way to protect yourself. She learned that the hard way. Still... ]
It's... This ship. People crawling out of the depths, people who were supposed to be dead here and not just back where they come from. [ Her head rolls to one side, eyes fixed on a random point on the wall. ] And then they look at you, even if they shouldn't be able to see, and tell you that you know, and I just...
This fucking place.