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[kingsroads]

Strange simply raises an eyebrow. Yeah, this is counseling, buddy. And as far as Strange is concerned, he hadn't signed up for a session. He takes a moment to give Malcolm a Look before continuing,

"What does Kikimora need to do to reach whatever metric you feel is appropriate for her to get her next round of magic back? So much on this ship is nebulous enough already, one hard goal and definite line in the sand would certainly be appreciated."

[abrightboy]

“Again, I appreciate your concern for her, but that’s between her and me. You’re not involved. You’re not her lawyer. I won’t be disclosing private details of my discussions or arrangements with her with you. Understand?” Malcolm asks, his tone pleasant but firm.

[kingsroads]

"A simple yes or no answer would stop my prying," he says, with a little shrug. Just saying! "But fine. If you wish to ignore my concerns, I suppose there is nothing I can do about it."

[abrightboy]

"You asked me what the criteria are. That isn't a yes or no question," Malcolm points out. "And I do take your concerns seriously. More seriously than you took mine, since you were looking for an assignment and I gave you one and you've forgotten what it was. But you don't get to be involved in the solution. That's the difference."

[kingsroads]

Strange frowns, looking over at Malcolm before pointing out, "If I have forgotten your assignment, then it must not have been one of any use. I am trying, you know. I would love to put in the effort and leave this damned boat! But instead of giving me anything useful, people give me something to keep me busy. Make fripperies for a pageant, empty the waste baskets, talk to...whomever it was that you wanted me to talk to instead of you talking to them yourself."

Shaw? Maybe? He can't exactly remember.

"Very few of you truly give a damn about my redemption. You simply want me out of your hair."

[abrightboy]

"Actually, I gave you counseling clients that I was having a hard time reaching. It was a huge gesture of trust and confidence. But you don't seem to have time for anything as mundane as counseling, so I'm not sure why you decided to work here. What did you think the job entailed if not talking to people?" he asks curiously.

[kingsroads]

"Again, I did not decide to work here, this position was thrust on me." There's a small pause before Strange remembers oh goddammit, this conversation isn't supposed to be about him! He's supposed to be making a case for Kikimora! Time to reroute the conversation!

"Why are you giving that gesture of trust to me, a practical stranger, but not your inmate? Again, Miss Kikimora is trying. The least you could do is recognize that."

[abrightboy]

"I do give her gestures of trust, but they're between me and her, not you and me," Malcolm tells him. "And if you don't want to work in counselling, you can literally choose to work in any other department. I hear they need help in the kitchens."

[kingsroads]

"I did not say that I didn't like working here. You, Kiryu, and Sheehan are all interesting men and I enjoy your company greatly. I simply wish that I could be more useful—though again, this conversation is not about me!"

Damn, it's hard to not talk about yourself. Strange frowns for a moment, letting out a flustered little sigh before,

"At least tell me you understand what I've been trying to tell you with regards to Kikimora and her magic. There are very few people who can understand just how stifling this feeling is. How the absence could drive you to extremes more than the presence would."

[abrightboy]

"I do understand," Malcolm tells him. "Like I said. And I don't take her mental health lightly. But I'll only be discussing her options with her directly."

[kingsroads]

Damn. Strange knew that the likelihood he could convince Malcolm to help lift that restriction on Kikimora's magic was next to nothing. But he can't help but feel like he just had an entire conversation where nothing changed.

"Just...promise me you'll actually do that. You'll actually discuss her options, leaving nothing on the table, telling her precisely what she needs. I don't think you wardens realize just how damned easy it is to loathe this place, especially with minimal direction."

[abrightboy]

“Kikimora and I speak regularly,” Malcolm tells him. “She’s my second inmate. Did you know that?”

[kingsroads]

"I knew she was your inmate, but not your second one." And because he's curious, "Who was your first?"

[abrightboy]

“Neal Caffrey,” Malcolm tells him. “And I gave him my deal. And I’ll give Kikimora my deal when she graduates. Because I only came here to help people. I only want to help Kikimora.”

[kingsroads]

"You were Caffrey's warden?"

What's a diplomatic way of phrasing this...

"Well. It seems like the Admiral is not the sort to assign the same type of inmate to a warden."

[abrightboy]

“You don’t know everything about Neal, but they are definitely very different people. But they were both assigned well. And I will help her,” Malcolm assures him.