Romana was doing the maths, sort of. Properly, she was standing in front of the pool table in the rec room, cue in hand, playing against herself and surveying the arithmetic behind it. Really, it was quite elementary, but in a pinch like this, she was quite up the challenge of seeing if such a simple sport could be made, well, more complex
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"Not your particular choice of song?" Sophie ventured, picking up a cue and wiggling it a little. "I play badly, but I could be an easy mark I guess."
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"Not terribly, but then again, is it ever anyones?" she replied with a shrug. "It's all maths; I daresay I could play poorly to match you."
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"If it was all math, I'd be good at it," she countered. "Some of it is luck."
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"This man. He killed my grandfather, right? Well, a little while after I'd been here, he showed up."
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"He attacked someone here. A boy. The man is a dangerous criminal and I wouldn't mind seeing him come to justice, even if the island is a bit more harsh than I would be."
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Romana sighed and nodded. For better or for worse that was the case.
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"Let's talk of pleasant things, hmm Romana?"
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"I'll break," she said warmly.
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