catch-all: beauregard.

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[ beau is utterly fascinated by all of this stuff, like - she's a simple medieval girl, how does she process a command bridge. ]

Hey. [ but she is happy enough to see sheila! ] What're you doing?

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Not a lot. Just chilling with me, myself, I— and the invisible person, whose gender I will not guess at, who keeps pressing the buttons.

[A shrug!]

Whatcha up to?

[disreguarded]

Yeah, someone's really going at those buttons, huh.

[ she shoves her hands in her pockets. ]

Nothing much. I'm kind of just killing time. I keep thinking there's gonna be some big crisis we're gonna have to solve, but. It's mostly just been eating and drinking and screwing around.

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Oh. [Blinking a bit, rapidly, like she didn't expect that response.] God, I hope not. I'm really into this whole not having any big crisis to solve thing, you know?

[disreguarded]

Me and Molly can probably handle it, honestly, we're used to shit exploding and us having to fix it, so - you don't have to worry.

[toesies]

Really? [Looking at her more closely now.] Are you and Molly "co-workers," too?

[Why does it sound like there are airquotes...]

[disreguarded]

... Why did you say that weird?

[ she's squinting. ]

[toesies]

Did I? I didn't notice.

[disreguarded]

Okay, well, what do you mean by "co-workers"?

Like we work together, yeah. Kind of.

[toesies]

Friends, but not not that close as friends? [Squints into the horizon, thinking.] I don't know. I guess I heard someone say it weirdly the other day and it stuck.

[disreguarded]

Oh, no, he's...

I guess he's one of my best friends, but it's been a long time since I've seen him.

[toesies]

Oh.

[A pause, momentarily surprised. Then, her expression turns sympathetic.]

Oh, well, uh... I'm sorry. That sounds rough. [She sounds very sincere about this.] I'm happy you get to hang out now, though.