[Carter went to the bathroom in the meantime, washed his hands and face and tried to ignore the cackling heads on the wall. This was reality. He needed to accept reality. He was on a ship with a lot of powered people, and he was going to have to survive. No handlers meant no rules.
So this was like prison, right? He had to be tough.
Carter felt ill.
He cupped his hands beneath the sink and drank a few handfuls of water until he heard a knock on the door and a familiar voice. Lily!]
Coming!
[Carter dries his hands on the legs of his pants and walks over too quickly. He tempers his enthusiasm and sets his eyes down. Be calm. No blissouts. Just be neutral and turn your feelings off.
Carter opens the door and smiles, avoiding eye contact.]
Hey. Uh, I'm gonna act a little distant? I don't get the feeling it's safe to sleep in the halls here.
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So this was like prison, right? He had to be tough.
Carter felt ill.
He cupped his hands beneath the sink and drank a few handfuls of water until he heard a knock on the door and a familiar voice. Lily!]
Coming!
[Carter dries his hands on the legs of his pants and walks over too quickly. He tempers his enthusiasm and sets his eyes down. Be calm. No blissouts. Just be neutral and turn your feelings off.
Carter opens the door and smiles, avoiding eye contact.]
Hey. Uh, I'm gonna act a little distant? I don't get the feeling it's safe to sleep in the halls here.