...I'm okay, but some bad crap went down. It's the Barge. Uh. How was your trip?

I'm in my room studying.

With the flood, or with what happened before?

The mess with Lua and Ladd.

Gaheris, I am so sick of being thrown in the same category with people like him and Morgana. Someone needs to lock those monsters up for good. They just keep hurting people.

I don't want to talk about it right now. [He's just got over his murderous rage. He doesn't want to be put back into it.] You're not in their category, anyway. Everyone knows it.

Okay. [She hides a surge of frustration. It's on her mind now, more than ever, because there are people here who need her now, but she just can't bring herself to stay. All she keeps thinking is that there has to be a better way to run this place.]

I'll just embed the big idiot in a wall if he tries anything again.[A cold shrug.]

So how was your trip?

Better. I needed to get away from the ship. If I hadn't, I likely would have done worse to him.

Yeah. Ironic as it may seem to you, I feel you helped me get past the urge to destroy people I hate. Though I'm really sorry about the circumstances.

...kitchen's fully scrubbed out, by the way.

[She rubs her face.]

I don't know, I have a semi-heavy dilemma I'm dealing with, but this isn't time to talk about that.

Have I...shown you any of my sculptures?

Not the ones that aren't remarkably constructed breasts, no. [This seems like the preferable train of thought to follow.]

[She turns slightly red and laughs.] Oh yeah, the boobie bombing. I still don't know what was going through my head besides prankishness. Nothing wrong with boobs! But so far my best work seems to be abstract.

[She goes off camera for a minute and comes back with a dark green glass abstraction that looks vaguely like a spreading wing.] This uh...used to be an olive oil bottle.

I preferred sporadic breasts over magic mistletoe.

[But his cheekiness fades and he smiles appreciatively at that.] It's very good. Did you use your abilities to make it? [He's guessing she did, but she might have also made use of the art room.]

Yeah, I am really not so into forced intimacy, thank you very much.

I have thought of recoloring the hallway walls or something, randomly, before I go. Or redoing a random lounge.

[She peers at it.] Still needs something. But yeah, I did it with my powers. This whole last year I've tried to focus on positive uses for them--reshaping things, making things, building things. It took a lot of work but it's starting to pay off.