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[tinstar]

Only almost got killed a couple of times, but we've got meat on board and salt to treat it. Willa's fine. I'm worried about us gettin' the hell outta here, myself.

I'm sure we're.. we're gonna get everyone, right?

[abrightboy]

[He sobers a little.]

Well, Shaw for one claims she's perfectly capable of getting out whenever she wants, even though she's been in there all week, but she has to stay to get the stragglers out. So. I guess? Kikimora is at least able to direct the rescuers. She can use her oracle magic to see where in the river people are.

[tinstar]

Wish I'd have known this was gonna happen, I'd've stayed off to help.

Suppose we couldn't ask for better than Shaw and Kikimora though. Think Kiki will be able to handle it?

[abrightboy]

Kikimora so isn’t the one I’m worried about. She isn’t stupid enough to get into the river, for one thing. It’s Shaw and the fact that she thinks she’s the only capable person on board and her complete dismissiveness of the fact that the river offers permanent death as its featured danger.

[tinstar]

Don't know what I can say about that; she's in there now. [They were just going to see how it fell out. He wasn't enthused about it in the slightest, but he also didn't have any suggestion or answer to resolve it.]

Do we know if Root is on board?

[abrightboy]

Root's been on board the whole time. She's in a coma. I think I might be the reason Will isn't going after her and... I'm kind of okay with that.

[tinstar]

Better that someone is left with her in case she wakes up in the middle of this hell and finds her wife on a suicide mission.

What're you up to in all this new downtime?

[abrightboy]

Keeping tabs on Kikimora. ...Staying with Will a lot. Oh! Have you seen John Doe yet?

[tinstar]

I have. Congratulated him, and Arthur too. I'm glad for 'em both. Can't imagin' how hard it is loving someone and not bein' able to hug 'em.

Might make JD a smidge harder to kill too, which is always a plus.

[abrightboy]

Yeah, and now we can do movie nights!

[tinstar]

I'd always wanted to do some of those..

Hey, think you can break away, come have a drink with me?

[abrightboy]

Yeah! I’m not really doing anything right now. Where do you want to meet?

[tinstar]

I can come up to your cabin or your free to come down here. No much of a view on deck right now, after all.

[abrightboy]

I’ll come to yours. See you in a few.

[He arrives a few minutes later, casually dressed in jeans and one of Will’s shirts. He has a box with four bottles of beer in his hand and he holds it out when Raylan opens the door.]

I’m told the rustic ale from the planet is really good.

[tinstar]

[Raylan smiles at the sight that greets him, ale and all, and can't help but chuckle as he takes the ale and steps back to make room for Malcolm to enter.]

Well thank you, we'll have to see and pass judgement on it. C'mon back out to the porch, I prefer sitting out there.

[The CD player is out there too, softly pumping out Trace Atkins to greet them.]

You gonna have one of these with me?

[abrightboy]

If you’ll pour me just half in a glass. [He grins.] Is that too fancy?

[tinstar]

Only if you're around people who care about fancy. [He grins, and nods, setting the ale on the table.]

Grab a seat, I'll be right back.

[And so he is, glass in hand. He sits on the loveseat and pulls a bottle out, setting the glass down to pop the lid off with his ring.]

How'd you come about gettin' ale? I thought scotch was your thing.

[abrightboy]

We only had a couple chances to pop into town. We grabbed what they had and what we could afford.

[tinstar]

Well, work with what you can get I suppose. [He didn't hold anything against it. The half was poured into the glass and held towards Malcolm. Raylan would drink the rest of that one before breaking into another. If he liked it.

Which, after a sip, he nods with a faint downturn of his lips, the one of approval under the lift of surprised eyebrows.]

It's not bad. Decent choice.

[he was stalling, but it felt.. rude. strange, hard to just.. Jump into it.]

[abrightboy]

[Malcolm takes a sip and nods his own approval, but catches... something crossing Raylan's face.]

...Is everything okay? Did something happen down there?

[tinstar]

[He glances up and over from the briefest wool gathering and offers a little smile that didn't stay long as he shook his head.]

Nah. Not specifically no, but..

Malcolm, I- I think it's time for me to think about goin' home. Properly. For a while and sooner rather than later. Have-- Have you talked to Neal at all?

[abrightboy]

[Malcolm stares at him for a moment.]

...Not... not since the port. He was. Um. He was talking about taking a break. Off the ship.

[tinstar]

[Raylan nods.]

He's comin' with me. We're.. goin' together..

[abrightboy]

[Malcolm frowns faintly.]

But... he said he was just... taking a break. ...Do.... together? Together together? I thought he and Norton... ............So he's not coming back?

[tinstar]

He might. Says he plans on it, anyways. Norton can come by whenever he wants, wisk Neal off onto an adventure or a jaunt around Paris or-

Norton knows. He approved it well before I even knew anythin' about it.