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[marineris]

"This is Bobbie Draper. I'll get back to you."

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[donkeyballs]

Yeah. Every curve and corner and refabricated patch.

I don't know how I could possibly forget her. She saved my life. [ And he doesn't mean in a physical way. ]

[marineris]

with the way you talk about her, i thought it would be impossible.
maybe that means whatever's been screwing with your memories isn't permanent.

[donkeyballs]

That would be a hell of a load off my mind, Gunny, if that's true.

Sorry to say I still can't remember you or the Deputy Undersecretary, but maybe that just needs a bit more to come back?

[marineris]

yeah, i hope you're right.
it would make me feel less crazy.

[donkeyballs]

You ain't crazy.

I know it sounds weird but -

Even if Prax wasn't here and didn't remember you, I'd believe you.

Not that I could really explain why, it just - feels right. I guess.

Just frustratin' as all hell not being able to remember.

[marineris]

["Feels right", huh? She wonders if it's some side effect of whatever is screwing with his head, like there are traces of her in his memories even if he can't actively recall her. Or maybe it's just that they click—they clicked easily enough after everyone had stopped raising their hackles all the time.]

maybe i just look trustworthy.
but thanks for believing me. this shit is a hell of a lot easier with you having my back.

[General you or specific you? Who knows!]

[donkeyballs]

Bless you, Gunny, but you look like you could put a man through a wall. I ain't sure that makes for a trustworthy look.

Save to someone who kinda wishes we had a whole Martian fire team to take over this damn station.

But yeah. I got your back. You know I do.