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[abrightboy]

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[abrightboy]

It doesn't matter whether I think he would or not. I actually don't think he would. But it doesn't matter because I can't trust him.

[cactusy]

Okay.

[She pauses, looks back at him, and adds:]

I'm not asking because I'm trying to tell you that you should.

[abrightboy]

You don't have to warn other people away from him.

[cactusy]

Cool. Good to know.

[Another pause.]

I compartmentalize a lot more than most people. Sometimes that means I'm more objective, other times it means I miss stuff. I'm just trying to do the teamwork thing. Using our contrasting skills to my advantage or whatever.

[abrightboy]

He said he was going to deal with the assault after the flood and then he said the conversations were going to be supervised for our comfort and safety and I feel like neither of those things have been true and it doesn't take much to get on the wrong side of my trust issues.

[cactusy]

I've noticed.

[She says it with an arched eyebrow, and just the barest hint of a smile.]

[abrightboy]

Right. And he’s not strictly honest. So. That’s that.

[cactusy]

I think he thinks he's doing what he says he's doing. I don't think he's lying, I just think he's failing.

[abrightboy]

Well that’s not good, either.

[cactusy]

Yeah.

Not so different from us, though, huh.

[abrightboy]

In what way?

[cactusy]

[Shaw just raises an eyebrow.]

Seriously?

[abrightboy]

Yes. You have a take; I want to hear it.

[cactusy]

You think of people who are trying but still kind of sucking at this whole Barge life thing, and you don't think of us?

[abrightboy]

Not really. Because he’s sucking by being dishonest with himself and we’re sucking by being too honest with everyone.

[cactusy]

Bright, tell me you're not still stuck on thinking all your deductions are actually a hundred percent right and we're all just too scared to hear the truth.

[abrightboy]

[He gives her an annoyed look.]

If you ever wonder, in future, why I think you think I suck at my job, consider how you never miss an opportunity to bring it up.

No, to answer your question. But that isn’t remotely the same as inviting someone your inmate almost killed to have a chat with him where you’ll be there to protect them, but you really actually are only there to protect your inmate. From questions. That aren’t even about violence.

[cactusy]

Do you think I'm lying when I say I don't think you suck at your job, Bright?

[She pauses, waiting expectantly for an answer.]

[abrightboy]

No. I’m asking you to consider why it appears that you think that, not accusing you of thinking that.

[cactusy]

Okay. You wanna think back and remember what I said the last time we had this conversation?

[abrightboy]

[He pushes off the railing.]

Nevermind.

[cactusy]

[A muscle in her face twitches, and exasperated, she reaches out and puts a hand on his arm.]

Bright. I'm trying; try with me.

[abrightboy]

It was a joke when I said it. And I get it, okay? Reid’s a decent guy who’s trying to do the right thing and swinging wide and hitting the best thing for just his inmate instead. I guess that has to be good enough around here. He still did more than Rogers did about his Inmate hitting me in the face.

[cactusy]

[And here Shaw hesitates - torn between two lines of conversation, both of which she wants to follow up on. After a moment's pause, she picks one, and sounding genuinely surprised, she says:]

Are you pissed about the punch?

[abrightboy]

No. I'm pissed that Rogers had nothing to say to me about it but had plenty to imply after my inmate hit his in the face with a pint of beer.