[Well, he is... deeply confused. He certainly doesn't know her. Can't imagine why he'd ever be in the same room as a princess. There's a slim chance she's from his own universe, maybe? Whatever the reason, all he can do is be polite. Except, well, princess. So he doesn't open with "welcome to the terrible boat."]
Is this alright, or would you rather in person? I can duck out of the infirmary to wherever's convenient.
Observation. A lot of these things depend on a relationship and an assessment by the warden, and we've never actually met. And dangerous powers won't always be returned even if you have a permanent assignment.
[He's just going to go ahead and assume anything with fire in the name is... at least noteworthy.]
If I say to the admiral that I want to give a stranger the ability to set fire to unspecified things for an unspecified purpose, what's he going to say?
[This really is a moral quandary for him. He doesn't think treatment of inmates in general is fair, given everything. He also doesn't care to be responsible for things being on fire.]
I don't think I can help you. I don't even know you.
No, you absolutely have several points. I just try not to bother inmates with my feelings on the subject. It seems kind of insulting to tell you I absolutely agree this is an unjust clusterfuck and I hate every second of it when I'm the one who agreed to be here. If I did know you and something about your powers, I might have more success, but that's just me giving you homework on the admiral's behalf.
I asked you a question directly, and you refused to answer multiple times. If you're such a champion of inmates, do me the favor of believing that I know myself and what I want, and what I want now is an answer. If you can't do that, then you're either being patronizing and assuming that you know what will be a bother to me better than I do, or you really just don't want to admit that you made yourself look like a fool by asking why I'd want an essential part of myself returned to me.
Admit that it was stupid to ask me why I'd want to be able to firebend, and admit that you'd be angry if the Admiral chopped off your hands and everybody tried to make you justify yourself when you said you wanted them back. Then I'll consider telling you more about firebending.
[A pause while Bodhi reads over the past messages. He's not sure after a semi-cursory review that that's a fair characterization. The hands thing definitely felt like a rhetorical flourish, but it's not like he has any pride to get in the way now that he actually understands what she wants.]
It was stupid to ask you why you'd want to be able to firebend, and I admit that I'd be angry if the Admiral chopped off my hands and everybody tried to make you justify myself when I said I wanted them back.
[The missed you makes it painfully obvious he just copied and edited her mini-manifesto, but he really does mean well.]
That really is all I can think of that might let me actually be any use to you. And I don't know anything about having powers. Though the hands thing is a pretty good analogy.
You just recited what I wrote by rote, copying it nearly word for word, not even bothering to change all of the pronouns. I'll bet you didn't even bother to properly read any of it.
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Is this alright, or would you rather in person? I can duck out of the infirmary to wherever's convenient.
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Have you ever made a request to the Admiral?
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[He's just going to go ahead and assume anything with fire in the name is... at least noteworthy.]
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[Or rather, it doesn't have to be destructive. She's leaving that part out.]
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You didn't answer my question. What would you say, if the Admiral asked you that? I really want to know.
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I don't think I can help you. I don't even know you.
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Admit that it was stupid to ask me why I'd want to be able to firebend, and admit that you'd be angry if the Admiral chopped off your hands and everybody tried to make you justify yourself when you said you wanted them back. Then I'll consider telling you more about firebending.
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It was stupid to ask you why you'd want to be able to firebend, and I admit that I'd be angry if the Admiral chopped off my hands and everybody tried to make you justify myself when I said I wanted them back.
[The missed you makes it painfully obvious he just copied and edited her mini-manifesto, but he really does mean well.]
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Very funny.
I hope you realize how unhelpful you've been.
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That really is all I can think of that might let me actually be any use to you. And I don't know anything about having powers. Though the hands thing is a pretty good analogy.
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I'm trying, but so far you've just told me the thing about the hands and I thought that was the end of your point.
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