My mates, [ Hickey says, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. He then starts up on a round of gentle teasing, ] What, did you expect I didn't have any friends back on HMS Terror?
My friends were assholes. [He leans forward.] My sister was planning on overthrowing me. And Paul? Well, he couldn't get it up unless he strapped someone to electricity and made them scream.
Alright, so I'll believe that claim of shit friends, [ Hickey laughs. ] Hopefully you've found a few fewer assholes here. Though honestly, the ship's got a fair amount of them.
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No one's ever decided to show up.
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Mm. And who would you want to see?
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Friends? Of course. Strange that none of them showed up here.
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[Said like a revelation.] No, actually. I don't want to see them at all.
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[ Hickey can't help it: he sounds a little confused at that. ]
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Ah. Well. After being here for so long, I don't believe the two would enjoy me. And I certainly wouldn't enjoy their company.
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Idle question. How long have you been here? On the Barge?
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Exactly. Well, Mr. Hickey, I think we should save our game for another time, don't you? Perhaps next week?
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