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I want the Key back and I'm not asking this time. We were up shit creek without a paddle without it. I'm not willing to chance something like that again.

Look, before you say anything, I've thought this out. It's like a panic room, right? Shit goes south, we have somewhere to hole up in until it passes. I can stuff things we need in there. Food, water, weapons.

[Okay, so maybe more accurately a bomb shelter. At least she can't write him off as paranoid though. It's a very real possibility.]

And speaking of weapons, wouldn't mind a few of my guns back at this point. Don't get me wrong, flaming swords are nice and all, but bullets make me a little happier because flaming swords really only work when I'm within reach. Think of it as an investment in this beautiful mug of mine, alright?

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So, just for shits and giggles, if you were steering this flying pile of shit, what imaginary water would you try to take on? Because the Admiral clearly has no taste. Maybe some of you do.

And don't be an asshole and ask me what I'd choose. I'm asking you.

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Sounds more like an assumption to me and you know what they say about those.

Well, unless you're a leggy redhead with a very deep voice, I'm still thinking it's just not going to work out between you and me. Sorry.

I can be anything you want me to be.

[He could actually with the right hoodoo. But he is mostly just screwing around because what is productivity of any kind? He doesn't know it.]

And I'm certain to some people, that'd be very tempting. But not to me.

Now, seeing as I do believe I've answered your initial set of questions, unless there's anything else you wanted, I think I should go. [The polite wording is completely at war with the snide, dismissive tone.]

Don't let me keep you from whatever important crap you need to do, sweetheart.

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