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I can swim. I wouldn't like it, but I'd be able to push the boat back if needs must. But why do that when we can bother you instead?

[ No comment on that 'I don't need anyone to take care of me' because in Dorian's mind, that's bull. ]

[Henry walks for a while, focusing just on the motion of his legs, letting them walk to a particular beat.

Caring what happens to him. It's an odd concept. He doesn't quite believe it.]

It was the only other option we had. I thought it would be easy enough, if you could see me.

[ Jon's eyes flicker to that walking beat... and he does his best to settle himself and not think about it too hard. It's the kind of thing he needs to keep a watch over but paranoia won't help anything. ]

It's easier for me to see you than not. Most of the time, my efforts are at keeping my eyes closed.

[ A small huff. ]

For all my... displeasure, it was a good idea. And you shouldn't hesitate if you're in a bad situation in the future and your communicator is out of reach.

The Ceaseless Watcher does literally see all, [ Dorian muses. ] And also apparently knows how to pilot a boat? Can I steal you for assistance when Henry and I borrow a yacht at some point?

We are not getting on a yacht.

Not together.

[Can't they see that all he wants to fo is go back to his room with his spiders and read?

Is that too much to ask?]

[ They're getting there, Henry. No one packed a spare teleporter. ]

I was born and raised in Bournemouth, Dorian. The Ceaseless Watcher had much less to do with it than several part time jobs.

Bournemouth? [ Dorian frowns, ignoring Henry's protests about not going on the yacht. They're getting a yacht at some point, stop saying otherwise. ] Well, nobody's perfect I suppose. If we're going with seaside holiday spots, I always preferred Brighton.

[Well, they have completely ventured into territory that he knows nothing about and is, quite frankly, not that interested in. He tunes them out, letting them talk while he stares at the ground and the bridges under his feet.]

Of course you'd prefer Brighton, [ that comes with a small eyeroll] but I can hardly choose where I was born. Certainly not where I was raised. The point is, there's nothing supernatural about my ability to drive a boat.

Of course I'd prefer Brighton, I have taste. Here, Henry, [ Dorian says, forcibly yanking the man back into the conversation. ] We'll go on a little Enclosure field trip later. Which would you rather go to, a place with a few churches and a hideous IMAX theater or a beach town so lovely that George IV himself spent quite a lot of time there?

[Not only does he have no idea what IMAX is, both places sound absolutely mind-numbingly dull. Despite that, his answer comes out a lot sharper than he anticipated.]

Neither.

[Even Henry recognizes that it was a bit too much, so he scales it back, chalking up his mood to exhaustion.]

But if you force me to choose, I would choose the quieter of the two.

Ha! [ He's not going to harp on it; given how much and how many times Jon tried to escape the place, it's less about any true love for his hometown and much more about needling Dorian a little.

He'll take pity on poor Henry. ]

We're almost back, Henry.

[ He'll lean in a little and murmur quietly- ]

Shall I try to distract Dorian?

[ Dorian pretends not to hear that murmur as he points out, ]

Obviously that means our first trip will be to Brighton so I can prove you wrong. It'll be in the off-season, of course. There won't be that many people.

[He shakes his head at the request. Their talking is distracting - a droning buzzing in his brain that drowns out a song he can't quite capture.]

What is the Enclosure?

[It sounds - a little like where you might put animals.]

[ Jon is watching him a little more carefully after that before- ]

The Enclosure is a space on board where you can program it to go just about anywhere. I don't use it much myself, but many people on board find it very helpful to combat feeling, well... trapped.

Whereas I probably use it more often than others, [ he shrugs. ] I don't like being stuck on a ship like this, crammed in tight with the same bloody people that I see every bloody day. Back home, I'd spend months traveling. So when I feel the urge to kill one of my coworkers, I go over to the Enclosure, set it to some place I've never been, and explore.

[Well, that's interesting, but only slightly. He's not really sure how that would make him feel, but he's curious enough to try.

But not on their terms

The dock turns to the Barge's deck under his feet and he finally looks up, pulling away from them both with a stumble.]

I can make it from here on my own.

Edited 2022-09-26 15:32 (UTC)

...are you sure, Henry?

[ Quieter. The 'discussion' is very much a separate thing, but the stumble has him concerned. ]

[ Dorian goes quiet, waiting for Henry to answer Jon's question. After all, a part of him wants to see how Henry responds. ]

Yes, I'm fine. [He snaps that part again, waving them away.]

I can walk.

[To prove it, he heads for the door on his own, intent on just sleeping for the next three days.]

[ Jon will just nod and back away, giving him his space and no longer questioning him. It's obvious from his face; he's concerned about him. More than just about the weakness and fatigue. ]

I'll bother you later! [ Dorian calls out, in a sing-song voice. It's only when Henry's out of earshot that he sighs, the devil-may-care attitude slipping away to reveal something a little bit more level. ]

It's a damn shame that temporary wardens can't change their inmate's powers. If I could remove that little condition that makes him pass the hell out every time he goes into someone's mind, I would.

[ He glances over at Dorian. ]

I'm more concerned about what may have slipped in while he'd made contact. Did you notice? The rhythm of his steps...

[ Dorian, who doesn't really know what Jon's referencing, shakes his head. ]

You've obviously spotted something I didn't. What was it?

Hopefully, nothing. And I'm just... seeing what isn't there.

[ He glances over at Dorian. ]

Keep an eye on him, though. Especially if his irritability doesn't fade at all, or gets worse.

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