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I propose we pretend that port never happened.
[Private to Arthas]
I'd like a word with you.
[Spam for Braxiatel]
[Narvin walks to Braxiatel's cabin and raps sharply on the door. Braxiatel wouldn't usually be his first choice of confidant. Or second, or third, or...well, let's not belabour the point. But he's the
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This ship is hell, I understand that.
You can't leave yet, the Admiral won't let you. But Mr. Stone might be able to. I want you to help.
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[Drumming fingers are audible.]
I assume I'm allowed to speak to Dracula about this beforehand, if I agree. There must be a less roundabout way of doing this.
[Arthas is not actually... good at acting.]
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Of course you can speak to Dracula to coordinate things. [Narvin pinches his nose because, oh cosmos, amateurs. Why couldn't Drake have attached himself to an expert liar?]
There isn't a less roundabout way. If he's never pressured, he'll never try and if he never tries he'll never succeed in asserting himself.
I'll need to be hidden nearby to supervise, just in case this all goes horribly wrong.
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I don't think he's ready.
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He needs to learn that conflict is sometimes necessary. This might boost his confidence.
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I want this to be controlled. No misunderstandings with the wardens, no accidental casualties or my room getting stripped again. Understand?
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