That's right. Trevor told me that you're pregnant, and that you're planning on raising the baby here on the Barge; I hope he was just saying that to distract me and get rid of me...?
God, I knew he was just messing with me. Good! He had a little worried there.
Well, I'm glad! And I'm not even pissed at him for trying to screw around with me! He's a good guy.
I assume he just didn't want to talk to me...?
Oh, sometimes! I mean, he's always grumpy, but some days he's grumpier than others. I'm totally equipped to handle it, though.
Normally I don't; the baby thing just seemed like a pretty important thing to go off and confirm.
... Why?
... Why?
[Because of course the assignments are posted while he's working. Sweeney frowns at it. No one has time for this bullshit right now.]
Checking in. Out here with a spear. That a problem?
Hunt in the mornings. Make a drop at the kitchen. Collect plants in the afternoon. Come back at night.
[At least that's the plan. A follow up comes a moment later.]Got folk that will let me off the boat if you're busy.
Fine with the company. We've fought together in the past. I have no complaints.
He's a sadistic piece of shit.
This one's not so bad. Far as popes go.
This one's not so bad. Far as popes go.
Surprisingly, no. But he knows what I am.
Haven't had the chance to introduce my girlfriend, the enemy of God.
Haven't had the chance to introduce my girlfriend, the enemy of God.
Well, I already swore to protect him, so we might have to get into it, you and me.
Biased about what? WHich inmate you like better?
Biased about what? WHich inmate you like better?
Page 4 of 8