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PIRATE TEAM, ASSEMBLE /conch

[This is the five of you all getting the same terse phone call:] Come to the house. We have to talk.

[... after which the nice captain hangs up before you can object and sits and waits. :|]

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[I am trying not to put my fist through anything]

Not him, you.

I wouldn't run from it.

[It's not like someone I actually liked hasn't ever died because I was a moron before, or anything.]

[And you totally didn't take the first spaceplane out of that joint]

Ah?

[It was the fifth, and I did it because I was on a fiscal mission!]

Anything else?

I want my crew back.

Most of us haven't gone anywhere.

And I still trust him with my life.

I trust him not to kill me, it's not that I'm concerned about.

[not a good answer]

[It was an honest one.]

Then you learn to trust him again.

That all depends on him.

[... nope see now I need to punch something! whatever, Don or Gai can fix a hole in a wall]

He's here, isn't he?

For now. That's not a guarantee that he's not going to just abandon --

[You are frustrating as shit, you know that? Let's try this again.] That isn't a guarantee he won't do it again. I can't trust that he won't. I'm not stopping him from coming back but I'm not going to go chasing after someone who doesn't want to be here, either. I'm not setting myself up like that.