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I'm always hesitant to remark on a breach where I encountered very little to no trouble at all when I know that others experienced worse than I. Understanding that whatever I say may be viewed as insensitive at best, I'll simply state that all of that felt...far too familiar to me.

And while I am not about to claim that being of noble blood and a convenient scapegoat is more difficult than any other possible lot in life, I will re-iterate that it's hardly a stroll on the deck, either.

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The more familiar it is the longer it clings about you. You needn't apologize.

I suppose that is true.

And how did you fare?

Not pleasantly. I won't dwell on it.

Our experiences here serve us better if we allow ourselves time to reflect on them.

I was a space-rebel!

[It was fantastic.]

What did you do?

Throw some very naughty parties.

Aww. And I missed it?

How could I have known to invite you?

You know now.

I don't typically throw naughty parties on the Barge, I'm afraid.

Ahh, what else is there to do though?

Far too familiar?

We were in outer space.

And yet still I find myself a depraved darling of the upper classes, the truth of my character clouded in infamy and forever sleeping with one eye open.