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[linnis_paris]

::lingers outside Delta Flyer hatch, tugging sleeves of uniform down absently::

::furrows brow at noises coming from within, finally shaking head and hitting release button::

::climbs in, taking in empty rear compartment before heading up front::

::rests hands on back of tactical station seat, observing figure in cockpit::

Can we talk?

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[ltcmdrtomparis]

::turns from helm console in surprise::

::narrows eyes, nodding slightly::

Sure.

Isn't that usually my line, though?

[linnis_paris]

::offers slight smile, removing hands::

Yes, well, right now I'm just wearing my Linnis hat. The doctor is definitely out.

[ltcmdrtomparis]

::lifts brow::

I won't believe it until I see it.

::props against console, motioning to helm seat::

What's going on?

[linnis_paris]

A lot...I think that's the problem.

::settles into seat, tucking legs under and reknitting brows::

I need to talk to someone aside from Harry, Kes_, or...I guess I need a parent. I'm just not sure where to begin.

[linnis_paris]

::stares::

::blinks, taking a breath::

Well...

I hope it felt good to finally get that off your chest. I'm just surprised that you managed to hold back as long as you did.

[ltcmdrtomparis]

I didn't mean it like that...

[linnis_paris]

Oh, you meant it.

And you're right.

::rubs hands across face, leaning back again tiredly::

I know I made a lot of...thoughtless...choices. I don't necessarily regret them...but I'd like to think I'm a little wiser now.

At the moment, I just can't seem to separate my needs from the needs of everyone else.

[ltcmdrtomparis]

It's Harry you need to be talking to about this. Believe me, I don't have any worthwhile advice to offer.

::narrows eyes, watching a moment before reaching over to pull a hand away::

Hell, Linnis, don't do that.