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You've reached Cay-Cay! Feeling Cray-Cray?
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You've reached Cay-Cay! Feeling Cray-Cray?
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You've reached Cay-Cay! Feeling Cray-Cray?
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You've reached Cay-Cay! Feeling Cray-Cray?
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[Cater glances away quickly.]
Like...you, mostly?
[He's a little ashamed of it--in the past, he'd always been good about amassing connections quickly, being forward and friendly with everyone, so he's pretty out of his element, here. The Barge isn't at all like being in school, being surrounded by peers of his own age and of relatively-similar life experiences. He's struggled to get to know the people he shares the ship with, gravitating instead toward an uncharacteristic isolation.]
IDK. I guess I talk sometimes with my last temp.
[Mostly, he keeps himself company, literally, but that's not something he's ready to admit to.]
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[Whoever they are, she should talk to them, she thinks - but damn if that prospect isn't a little daunting. It's probably a warden who knew her before she was a peer - and, quite possibly, one who still thinks that she doesn't deserve to be.]
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[Which he's, admittedly, a little annoyed at himself over. He should've been doing a better job at talking up the temporary partners he's had, to make it look like he was being more outgoing and social. Instead, it's painfully obvious how isolated he's been.]
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[Which he was totally fine with. Did it make for an amazing warden? Probably not, but Cater hadn't given him much of a chance and he wasn't keen on giving Misty one, either. Still, she had an advantage, both in knowledge and in persistence.]
We got along just fine.
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