[It's funny, the way he describes exactly how she feels with the end of that message. Down to the very last sentence it's a perfect reflection of how she feels and she hadn't expected to ever hear it spelled out that way before.
She replays it, and then one more time. An hour later, maybe a little longer, she replies.
Her voice is tight, but clear, and the message is short but it means everything.]
[Thing is, as calm and matter of fact as he managed to come off sounding, even though he didn't tell her anything he hasn't told at least one other person on board, it cost him too. It cost him something he's not sure how much of he has to dole out, a finite, untried reserve that is precious to him because he doesn't have a name for it but it's his, it was always his to use as he saw fit.
So he's satisfied by her response, even as delayed as it is, and he opens the feed but closes it again without saying anything at all to acknowledge it. But he doesn't reply until the next afternoon, giving them both time to edge around it.]
[If it had been the night before when all of this was still raw, she would have said no. But she knows what it takes to let yourself be honest about something so deeply personal, she can guess that this isn't an easy thing for him to do.
And it had helped, knowing there was at least one other person who understood where she was coming from. Why this was difficult.
So she answers, and surprises herself a little in the process.]
I don't know yet, but I've never been the roll over and die type. You don't really strike me as that either.
There are plenty of people here that think they aren't but have no idea how bad things can get. I'd rather talk to people like you and me, like Furiosa and Max, and see what we can come up with than trying to get others up to speed.
[Honestly, her plan from the very start had been to collect the people she did actually care about here, make sure they had water, and keep them locked safely in the Falcon should there end up being some sort of danger that made staying in the rest of the barge impossible.
That list is very small, and the rest of the barge is not something she cares much about. She doesn't know them, they aren't her business. It's about survival now, and her plans are limited to people that matter.
That there's more than two is saying something.]
Furiosa is making good plans, but they're on a larger scale than I care for. I intend to save everything I can where other people can't get to it, so if you can lock your room against others and do the same that's probably your best bet.
[It's the same for him: there's a reason he's not making any public offers or joining in the main conversation, and that is because he expects most of these people to figure their own plans out or die. He isn't interested in splitting his attention away from himself or his (very) short list of people.]
[He knows plenty of inmates are using this as an excuse to get weapons, and maybe he should be too, but he's never really been the stashing type and besides - he's pretty sure at this point that Eggsy would hand him one if he asked for it.
So:] Yes, I do.
Think we can sell the pack look to more people if they really think about it?
I think if they want to stay alive they'll agree. Otherwise they're too stupid or proud to admit there might be danger and there's really no point to looking out for them.
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She replays it, and then one more time. An hour later, maybe a little longer, she replies.
Her voice is tight, but clear, and the message is short but it means everything.]
Thank you.
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So he's satisfied by her response, even as delayed as it is, and he opens the feed but closes it again without saying anything at all to acknowledge it. But he doesn't reply until the next afternoon, giving them both time to edge around it.]
Can we try again?
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And it had helped, knowing there was at least one other person who understood where she was coming from. Why this was difficult.
So she answers, and surprises herself a little in the process.]
We can. What did you have in mind?
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There are plenty of people here that think they aren't but have no idea how bad things can get. I'd rather talk to people like you and me, like Furiosa and Max, and see what we can come up with than trying to get others up to speed.
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That list is very small, and the rest of the barge is not something she cares much about. She doesn't know them, they aren't her business. It's about survival now, and her plans are limited to people that matter.
That there's more than two is saying something.]
Furiosa is making good plans, but they're on a larger scale than I care for. I intend to save everything I can where other people can't get to it, so if you can lock your room against others and do the same that's probably your best bet.
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And if we aren't able to stay with the ship?
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Ask for a pack and wear it at all times. Keep clean water and food in it. Do you have a weapon?
[She does this automatically, every day, so having to tell someone to do that seems very odd to her.]
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So:] Yes, I do.
Think we can sell the pack look to more people if they really think about it?
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I knew there was a reason I liked you.
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Thanks.