[ 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...
[ He'll save that for some day when she needs cheering up; cadge a little milk off the right people and turn up with a fruit milkshake to spoil her with. He can be decent enough when he puts his mind to it.
By now he should realise that Carolyn is special, but Casey is stubborn. So long as it remains mostly they're secret, he can pretend to himself that she's not getting any kind of special treatment. It's the same way he approached his relationship with Chuck and Sarah. Hell, even with Morgan. He's just a big softie, that's all there is to it. ]
I have to say people crawling back out of the woodwork who're supposed to be dead...that's... [ Well, it's happened to him before. It's not new. But for Carolyn, maybe. ]
[ He's been good to her. Better than she deserves, she thinks, and he's the one he seeks out more than anyone else these days. She tries not to think about how quickly that might all change. ]
Did you see them, Casey? See what they were like, what they were saying?
[ She shudders. ] It wasn't right. They weren't right.
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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.
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By now he should realise that Carolyn is special, but Casey is stubborn. So long as it remains mostly they're secret, he can pretend to himself that she's not getting any kind of special treatment. It's the same way he approached his relationship with Chuck and Sarah. Hell, even with Morgan. He's just a big softie, that's all there is to it. ]
I have to say people crawling back out of the woodwork who're supposed to be dead...that's... [ Well, it's happened to him before. It's not new. But for Carolyn, maybe. ]
You shouldn't let it get to you like this.
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Did you see them, Casey? See what they were like, what they were saying?
[ She shudders. ] It wasn't right. They weren't right.