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[From here.]
X5-494 is ushered to a cell first. Lan has no trust whatsoever that he won't try to escape, up until the moment the clear wall closes.
Next, Stitch. (Stitch does not, for the record, have the same grimly resigned silence as X5-494. Decidedly not.)
"You know better than to fight in the bar," Lan tells Stitch. "The rules still apply."
"Until next morning." Most of a day, but less than a full one. "It would be longer for this repeated offense, but you did help."
X5-494, then, he studies for a long, silent moment.
"No one will hurt you here," he says finally. There are kinds of silence a man can guess at; he might be wrong, but better to say this. "You will be fed, and any reasonable needs accommodated if you speak to the cell or any Security member. The walls will become opaque if and when you need them to. This is a consequence, but we are not cruel."
"Harming another person in this bar is not allowed, no matter what the rules. Dragging someone back to your world against her will is harm, and will be treated as such."
"You will not be allowed to leave this cell for a few days. I will confer with the rest of Security to decide precisely how long."
"Do you have any questions?"
When this is done, he'll write a note for the rest of Security, and post it out of the captives' sight on the board. He'll detail the night's events -- tersely, but without omissions -- and suggest a week's imprisonment for X5-494.
X5-494 is ushered to a cell first. Lan has no trust whatsoever that he won't try to escape, up until the moment the clear wall closes.
Next, Stitch. (Stitch does not, for the record, have the same grimly resigned silence as X5-494. Decidedly not.)
"You know better than to fight in the bar," Lan tells Stitch. "The rules still apply."
"Until next morning." Most of a day, but less than a full one. "It would be longer for this repeated offense, but you did help."
X5-494, then, he studies for a long, silent moment.
"No one will hurt you here," he says finally. There are kinds of silence a man can guess at; he might be wrong, but better to say this. "You will be fed, and any reasonable needs accommodated if you speak to the cell or any Security member. The walls will become opaque if and when you need them to. This is a consequence, but we are not cruel."
"Harming another person in this bar is not allowed, no matter what the rules. Dragging someone back to your world against her will is harm, and will be treated as such."
"You will not be allowed to leave this cell for a few days. I will confer with the rest of Security to decide precisely how long."
"Do you have any questions?"
When this is done, he'll write a note for the rest of Security, and post it out of the captives' sight on the board. He'll detail the night's events -- tersely, but without omissions -- and suggest a week's imprisonment for X5-494.