[It should be immediately obvious that Don didn't mean to turn his journal on, and isn't even aware that it is on. He isn't looking at it. He isn't saying anything. In fact, he might not be awake. He's just sitting slumped in a chair, his head on the desk-like counter before him
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The second thing Robert realizes is that this isn't a filtered transmission. Even more panic button. So he filters his message as tightly as possible before speaking, soft but with a degree of urgency lent by everything repeatedly going to shambles.]
Don... Don, are you alright...?
[It's only after he speaks that he notices where Don is. Is that a vehicle, behind him?
... It's... it's strangely beautiful. The technology in it reminds him of his own home. But Don doesn't look happy.]
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So he couldn't see the note?
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... But he does know now.
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I am sorry to have put either of you in danger...
... But perhaps living with you and your family will help limit this, if for some reason this happens again. I am a liability...
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Where have you been? The last few days?
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I thought he was going to teach you to fight.
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... Ah.
... Well... er, yes, that... that had been on the eventual itinerary. [Robert makes a noise somewhere between awkwardness and pain before admitting:] ... I, er, rather had a... hands-on experience with the subject, recently...
[It should be obvious he's not completely proud of this fact.]
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[While he waits to hear the story, he crouches down and begins inspecting the underside of the instrument panel.]
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... In... in a simulation of the Randi Institute, Giles and I encountered a simulation of a particular... s-species of non-human sapient. Dirigible jellies, specifically.
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Zie went to attack Giles' eyes with neurotoxins, and... [Robert shivers slightly. It's a simulation, and yet he still feels ashamed of himself.] ... I... I struck zir, once. I t-tried to avoid zir eyes, I... I just wanted to distract zir attention away from Giles, momentarily...
... [Robert shudders anyway, allowing himself a moment of pain and fear and distinct self-loathing at doing something so reprehensibly un-Terran. He may have not seen a better option at the time, but it still bothers him.]
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You defended him?
[It's natural for Don to think of things like this in terms of what one was protecting, rather than what one was attacking. It only occurs to him a half-second later that Robert is more than likely seeing it from the opposite perspective.]
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... I know it was a s-simulation, but... but... [Robert trails off, biting his lip uncomfortably.]
... Giles... e-ended the simulation immediately after. [He was trying his best not to watch. Or listen.]
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