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So we all know each other's... well buried secrets.

Except, I imagine that they're still quite well buried. They all came at once - and unless you put the effort in to go back and read everyone's... it's hard to remember who said what, except the people you were really paying attention to. Especially if you were trying to control the damage someone else was doing, or making huge confessions of our own.

[Warden filter, minus Jane]

Two questions, everyone:

Does anyone have any... technology I could ~~borrow~~ have? Nothing dangerous or lethal. It doesn't even have to be useful. Just anything that post-dates either Victor, or tractors. Some are for him, some are for other purposes.

Secondly, does anyone have... children? Just as a query.

[Filtered to Prefect, Narvin, any other painfully bureaucratic wardens]

Um.

Is there something you need to do or fill in when an inmate graduates? Like... something official?

I'd hate to miss any formalities and you seem the sort of gentlemen who would know.

[Private to the Admiral]

I'd like to change my deal. I'd like, specifically, the following Univisual paints:

[INSERT LONG LIST OF hue-brightness-saturation NUMBERS HERE]

Many thanks in advance.

[Private to Jane]

Victor's going to graduate.

I... I think I might go home. ~~mostly to punch dad.~~

Stop me, if you want. I'm not sure why, I just feel like... the longer I stay here, the more complacent I get.

I... asked for my deal to be changed back to the original. I supposed that was the less selfish option.

Do what you like with yours, but I'd... please think of Dorien.

Come to my room tonight.

[Private to Victor]

Did you have that conversation with Rex?

And... I hope you don't think I'm too much of a bad man. For... everything with Violet.

[Private to George]

I'm sorry if I was... short with you. I didn't realise that...

Things work differently at home, I think.

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It was a flood. These things happen.

Yes, Eddie. Just for now.

Sure, anything more specific?

And no, not that I can recall.

I think you're quite right about that, Eddie. There were so many things being said at once mostly about...things one ought not mention in polite company that my head veritably started to spin and I couldn't keep up. It's times like this that I miss Jeeves more than ever. He could have waded through it all with ease and condensed the important bits into a digest for yours truly.

It detects anomalies in gravity, of course.

Really? Hrm, that's a pity. I'd love to talk to you about Susan.

I've had six children with three partners. What do you want to know about?

I have a spare PADD or two you could use.

And I had children, once. [And will again, damn it. ;;]

I did. He accepted my apology.

And I do not blame you. It is a horrific thing and perhaps your path could have been different, but I cannot heap blame upon your shoulders for this.

I wish you wouldn't say that, George.

Ah, I see.

Wouldn't those roles... conflict?

Not really, just... not harmful.

That... you can recall?

I'm sure it's a shame he can't.

Did you... notice any of mine in the head spinning?

Well, a few things.

But three partners? Did you love any of them?

What do they do?

On... Oh.

Did he believe it to be sincere?

Thank you, Victor. I appreciate it.

...Gravity is the thing which holds people to the earth, right?

Hm, might be useful on the floaties.

You can, if you want. How... how do you have a granddaughter, but no children?

They do. They should. But at that time in my life, I saw myself being many different men, at different times. He was my son at home, and my subordinate on the battlefield; when I sent that subordinate into a war for the honour of our people, I did not allow myself to see that I was a father sending his son into mortal danger.

Alright. I'll... I'll see you shortly.

But if it's of greater service to everyone else... wouldn't it be selfish to treat him any differently to any other soldier?

There was no greater service. Had I allowed myself to think as a father would, and not blinded myself to the human cost of the war we fought...I would have seen that I was sending my son, and the sons and daughters of countless others, to fight and die in a meaningless conflict driven only by greed and fear.

Hm.

I understand that, in a sense.

Did you have any other choice? About the war?

It had been fought since long before I was born; the war had swallowed my entire culture. For a long time I thought I had no choice, because it was all that I knew.

As it was, I ended my own campaign prematurely, and I was disgraced for it in the eyes of my superiors.

What... did being disgraced mean in your society? What price did you pay for that?

Why not?

Well...that is...er...yes? I was a bit sozzled by then, but I remember the broad strokes.

I'm not sure what to make of it, to be honest. On the one hand, being forced to marry a beazel who makes your heart sink despondently into your shoes every time you think of her is a fate worse than death. On the other hand, once a girl's...in a delicate state...one hasn't a choice in the matter. A gentleman must marry her at that point; there's simply no other honorable option, unless of course she releases you from your obligation.

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