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[ourlastbesthope]

[Warden Filter]

I'm officially letting go of Crane as my interim inmate, as the Admiral saw fit to assign me. I do suggest that, until his warden's return, that someone else takes my place to keep an eye on him. I've already removed one vial of what he called fear toxin from him. I don't know if he'd have anymore.

[Private to Crane]

Obviously, you're

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[victimofnoone]

Let's not.

Private

[victimofnoone]

And.. what? He lied, so you chose him over him?

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[ourlastbesthope]

I'm saying that you both are telling the truth and I don't want to get stuck in the middle.

Look, Hayley. I don't want to argue over this. I'm about to look over your file. I wanted you to be here when I did.

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[victimofnoone]

No. Capa, please. If we were ever friends, please don't read my file.

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[ourlastbesthope]

Why not?

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[victimofnoone]

..There are things in my past I don't want you to know about.. Not unless I trust you.

I'll tell you everything you need to know if I have to, but there's stuff from my past that's irrelevant to why I'm here that I don't want anyone to know about. So I can just go over my file and tell you everything except for that.

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[ourlastbesthope]

If they're irrelevant to why you're here, Hayley, then they wouldn't be in there.

Look, we're just going to argue about this and that's not what I want to do. I'm going to be in the library in fifteen minutes to look over your file. I would like you to be there, too.

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[victimofnoone]

Fine. You can choose: I'll come honestly answer any and every question you ask, plus some, except about that one subject.. or you can read my file by yourself and I won't answer a single question you ask, because I'm sure as hell not going to be there.

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[ourlastbesthope]

Stop threatening me, Hayley. I'm going to do what I think you need. But, if you really don't want me reading this, then I propose something else. I know that you don't trust me right now, but this does require that you at least try.

You go through the file and take out what you don't want me to read. I'll put that in an envelope that you seal and I'll keep until you say that it's alright for me to read it.

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[victimofnoone]

It's not a threat just because you don't get exactly what you want.

..Okay. Alright.

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[ourlastbesthope]

[And in fifteen minutes, Capa was in the library, her file and a manila envelope sitting on a low table. He had his notebook in his hands and was doing his calculations quietly to himself.]

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[victimofnoone]

[Hayley would have been a few minutes early if she hadn't perched herself outside the door specifically to be late, not wanting him to think she was eager. The truth was, she was. Eager to save her file from him, to try to salvage a friendship that already seemed like it might be long gone, and to prove just how fine she was without him.

Sixteen minutes after Capa said he would be in the library, the inmate entered, finding him almost immediately. She was in her usual wardrobe, hands plunged deep into the pockets of the red jacket and she said nothing as she took a seat across from him, looking at the file instead of at him.]

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[ourlastbesthope]

[He looked up when she entered and rose a brow, but finished the equation he was on. He scribbled it out after a moment and just sighed a bit, seeing where her attention was at.]

Hey. Feel free to take out what you want.

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[victimofnoone]

[As soon as she had been given permission, Hayley reached forward to grab her file and pulled it back into her lap. She lifted her knees up to rest on the table's edge, legs dangling below, to enable her a better reading surface and a little more privacy. The first few pages were her basic stats, which she left. At the beginning of her history, she paused and finally looked up to him.. more business than amicable.]

How much can I take out? Just the one thing, or other stuff too?

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[ourlastbesthope]

Just the one thing that we agreed on, Hayley. [He couldn't be flexible on that. If he gave her permission to go above and beyond what they agreed on, then there was no telling what she would take out or leave in. And he needed to know some things.]

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[victimofnoone]

[She frowned at him for a moment, but didn't protest. Returning her attention to her file, she flipped through the first pages. It was surreal, glancing through the papers as if a manuscript of her entire life. Finally she found the particular events she didn't want Capa knowing about, pulling a single page from the file, and then another. Ages 6-10. She hesitated at the story of her mother's suicide, but recalled what he had said about the one thing only and, begrudgingly, left in that little detail. It hurt to even see the words, but she quickly dismissed the idea, snapping the file closed.

The inmate sat up again, pushing the file toward him and then holding out her hand for the envelope. There were some ten pages or so that she had removed and, if Capa had been paying attention, it would be pretty clear that the section came from her childhood. Hayley didn't bother saying anything as she held her hand out for the file, staring at the papers as she was still trying to avoid looking at him as much as possible.]