I'm planning to time the trip so that we leave shortly before the next breach and come back right as it ends. Freeza won't be on your watch, and your cat will be just fine.
[He thinks the next event is going to be a breach, since he's noticed the pattern. He doesn't know that it's going to be a flood, not a breach, or that the way space-time works means the Admiral is going to bring them back in time for the flood anyway.
Well that definitely doesn't seem fair to him. N-no, thank you for thinking of me, but...
[Kriff, he wants to say yes. Just breathing air that wasn't at the admiral's sufferance for a while, not to mention missing the misery of coming back from a breach again...
Though coming back might be even worse after that taste of freedom.]
Ahhhh, this is what I get for being friends with the wardens who think about things like that. I couldn't talk you into making a one-time exception, for the sake of celebrating me being alive again, could I?
[It's wry, the tone of someone who's giving something a shot but doesn't have high expectations.]
[That is a very good reason. And Freeza would probably only respond to the news that he'd be gone with several orders to take care of before he fucked off.[
I--I really would like to. But. I, um, I'd offer to make it up to you later, but, well, if I get my deal I'm only staying long enough to get the cat in a box and write a note for the infirmary, so...
[A flicker of concern crosses Ford's consciousness. U ok buddy? I mean, obviously, it's Bodhi, the man is never really okay, and Ford isn't exactly okay either, but Ford's at a bit of a loss as to how to help him if he can't talk him into a vacation.]
I know what you mean. No, really. I know exactly what you mean.
We're leaving in about a week. Let me know if you change your mind.
[He won't. He shouldn't, and having to come back after a few days off would be that much worse. But he leaves the polite fiction of a possible change in place.]
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[A bit too long of a pause.]
N-no, I mean, that sounds... that sounds so nice, but, no, I really... I couldn't leave Freeza. And there's the cat.
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I'm planning to time the trip so that we leave shortly before the next breach and come back right as it ends. Freeza won't be on your watch, and your cat will be just fine.
[He thinks the next event is going to be a breach, since he's noticed the pattern. He doesn't know that it's going to be a flood, not a breach, or that the way space-time works means the Admiral is going to bring them back in time for the flood anyway.
It's a nice idea, Ford, but it won't work.]
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[Kriff, he wants to say yes. Just breathing air that wasn't at the admiral's sufferance for a while, not to mention missing the misery of coming back from a breach again...
Though coming back might be even worse after that taste of freedom.]
I really couldn't.
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Ahhhh, this is what I get for being friends with the wardens who think about things like that. I couldn't talk you into making a one-time exception, for the sake of celebrating me being alive again, could I?
[It's wry, the tone of someone who's giving something a shot but doesn't have high expectations.]
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I--I really would like to. But. I, um, I'd offer to make it up to you later, but, well, if I get my deal I'm only staying long enough to get the cat in a box and write a note for the infirmary, so...
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I know what you mean. No, really. I know exactly what you mean.
We're leaving in about a week. Let me know if you change your mind.
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[He won't. He shouldn't, and having to come back after a few days off would be that much worse. But he leaves the polite fiction of a possible change in place.]