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[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He takes a drink, thoughtful. That's the sort of offer he'd give someone else.]

And now you don't need it?

[pharadyne]

Hmmm, I probably do, but like I said, I don't think it can be recreated. He was good enough that I could go at him with everything I had but never actually hurt him, and he'd fight back fiercely enough to give me something real to fight against, but somehow in such a way I always felt perfectly safe even when he was hitting me back.

[Norton sighs wistfully. And has another sip of his drink.]

He was a very good warden. I'm afraid I can't live up to his standard, although if he were here he'd say something terribly insightful that would reassure me. I suppose we all have our strengths. His was punching people, and mine is blowjobs.

He asked me once what would make me happy. What would make you happy?

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He sounds like the sort of man who Jacob could respect. He kind of hates that.

He hates the question even more.]

I don't get to be happy. Not really in the cards for me.

[pharadyne]

I don't believe that at all, but I'm troubled that you do. Of course, I always believed I deserved a happy ending even though I probably did not. But that's because I don't like letting other people, or fate, have the last word regarding my life.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He waves a hand at him.]

I had my duty and once I fulfilled it, I was done.

You've read my file.

[pharadyne]

There's got to be more to life than duty. Like...[He gestures loosely at the telly.]...watching Marilyn Monroe films.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[His eyes flick to the screen.]

It passes the time.