[ thebe does have a look at the datapad, but there is a moment where their little "ears" sort of seem to twitch a little, touching their hand to their helmet briefly. ]
In the cargo bay...?
[ softer, distant. the voice is quiet. ] ... That's me... in that picture.
... I'm okay. Just a twinge. It happens with my replacement... sometimes...
[ a short step back awkwardly, head dipped like maybe they are a little ashamed of not being As Tough. just let them rub their side a little... tugging their jacket down. slowly, they straighten and look at the provided pad again, but shake their head . ]
well, she doesn't care if they're Tough or not, but she doesn't try to touch them or anything. she hovers, watching, just to make sure that they don't keel over.]
I was hoping that you'd be able to answer that question. [...] The others in the picture, do you recognize them?
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[ thebe does have a look at the datapad, but there is a moment where their little "ears" sort of seem to twitch a little, touching their hand to their helmet briefly. ]
In the cargo bay...?
[ softer, distant. the voice is quiet. ] ... That's me... in that picture.
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I got that sense. [mysteriously] Was this the previous crew that trained you?
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I... I think so...? Can't be anyone else. Titan's isn't like a free bar to the public, it's just for the ship...
[ the visor screen blips, but nothing discernable appears, but they look kind of unsteady, actually, physically. ]
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... Are you alright? [steps forward a bit like she's going to stop them from falling if she can...]
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[ a short step back awkwardly, head dipped like maybe they are a little ashamed of not being As Tough. just let them rub their side a little... tugging their jacket down. slowly, they straighten and look at the provided pad again, but shake their head . ]
I don't understand... who wrote this...?
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well, she doesn't care if they're Tough or not, but she doesn't try to touch them or anything. she hovers, watching, just to make sure that they don't keel over.]
I was hoping that you'd be able to answer that question. [...] The others in the picture, do you recognize them?
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[ they sound confused, just kind of holding around themselves loosely with an arm, the other resting against the side of their helmeted head. ]
I'm sorry. I wish I could... I can memorize hundreds of drinks and orders... I should definitely remember this... who they are...
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[she says, gently.]
This is strange, you know. Something has tampered with your memories.