Warren? Hello, I'm Vala. Before we get into specifics, [LIKE WHY HE IS MISSING FINGERS OH GOD] I'd like to know how long you're planning to stick around.
[Neal's smile persisted. It was becoming more and more difficult to remember everything and to endeavor to discern the truth from the lies. It wasn't as if this game was actually helping them to get to know each other. Not really.]
I'm running out of ideas. [He lied.] Why don't you tell me more about the Barge, if you still aren't interested in talking about yourself?
[She was taking that as an outright win, and grinned across the table at him, if briefly.] I suppose it's interesting, there's usually something happening. [She paused] Though the way most tell it, it's something awful. Apparently the Admiral never tells anyone that part.
[Neal didn't mind letting people win, because he wasn't losing if he chose how it ended.] How about something a little more intimate? I already got the brochure and the run down beyond that. It seems like hardly anyone is fond of this place, yet I know there's at least sixty people here.
Closer to a hundred, I think, [she said with a shrug, tapping one finger against her jaw idly.] And it seems like it's fairly normal for inmates to just disappear. My first one was only around a few days. She kept calling me Andrea.
Where do they go? Do wardens disappear as well? [Neal didn't know that the latter question would be answered for him not many days after this conversation. He still wore a hint of a smile, always a part of his expression.]
The name Andrea is a more modern alternate for Alexander. Maybe she considered you a conqueror.
[Vala shrugged, leaning back in her chair again.] I don't really know. She never came back. And I haven't exactly been keeping tabs on everyone. [She just. Hasn't cared that much. She pouted at the idea of Miranda thinking of her as a conqueror.]
I doubt that very much. [The pout faded into a smile.] Do you think I'm a conqueror, Nick?
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I'm running out of ideas. [He lied.] Why don't you tell me more about the Barge, if you still aren't interested in talking about yourself?
The name Andrea is a more modern alternate for Alexander. Maybe she considered you a conqueror.
I doubt that very much. [The pout faded into a smile.] Do you think I'm a conqueror, Nick?