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[erbier]

Shame on us; doomed from the start.

May God have mercy on our dirty little hearts.

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[audio]

[reformedsinner]

Please forgive the interruption.

[It's formula-polite, although with a wry and warm edge to the politeness.]

I've been meaning to ask you since Dr. Hilbert and Miss Quigley graduated -- we have no assistants in the greenhouse any longer.

Would you be interested in joining us there officially? Miss Quigley and I are the wardens in charge.

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[erbier]

Oh? I suppose so, the custodial minders already have their hands quite full.

[ But who is going to help Zack with the pizza party now? ]

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[reformedsinner]

I -- didn't realize you were still officially on custodial.

[She's been here for so long, and she does quite a lot around the ship-- well.]

You'd certainly be welcome here; I believe you already do a considerable amount of the work.

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[erbier]

It did not trouble me to help with the cleaning. But they have hands enough, and the greenhouse too few.

[ It's simple math to her. ]

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[reformedsinner]

That is true. Thank you; I look forward to working together.

[this may be over audio but he is bowing. It's a deep and unbreakable habit, and the rustle of clothing is slightly audible, besides.]

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[erbier]

[ Propriety is a comfort. It keeps the interactions smooth, in her opinion. But it's still a little funny when she's been in the greenhouse the whole time. She subdues her humor as best she can. ]

I will see you as usual, then.

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[reformedsinner]

[He chuckles. It is a little funny.]

I'll see you then.