[He exhales impatiently out of his nose when she tries to drop that realness on him. About the same time she releases him, he jerks his arm back in annoyance and backs off of her.]
You kidnapped and tortured me. Of course we aren't friends. But I have to sleep in the same ship as you.
[If she were anyone else, he might have told her the truth -- that sometimes doing nice things even for terrible people made him feel better about himself. But she would no doubt use that information to hurt him.
And she's right, in part. He is probably wasting his time. But she's got the blanket, and she can do what she wants. She'll get grilled on her nightmares once they are in the air.
He wanders back to the cockpit, smearing his face in his palms. What is wrong with him?]
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You kidnapped and tortured me. Of course we aren't friends. But I have to sleep in the same ship as you.
[If she were anyone else, he might have told her the truth -- that sometimes doing nice things even for terrible people made him feel better about himself. But she would no doubt use that information to hurt him.
And she's right, in part. He is probably wasting his time. But she's got the blanket, and she can do what she wants. She'll get grilled on her nightmares once they are in the air.
He wanders back to the cockpit, smearing his face in his palms. What is wrong with him?]