"That you can graduate. That you're not gonna just sit and spin here." Roman's pretty damn confident. The urge to reach into the shitty little cooler and pull out a six pack of extremely terrible 'normal people beer' he knows in there is strong, but he doesn't. Mostly because he knows it'll taste like shit beyond being bud lite. Thanks, Enclosure.
"Certifiable proof that you're not a bad person gone completely off the deep end: you have a conscious."
Well that's startling. The level of confidence in him from a stranger. It feels warm, in a different way than the internal warmth Jedao or John or Hunter or the plants and animals on board cause.
Roman's entire face scrunches up at that, leaning back. He wishes he had his sunglasses, but this'll have to do. He can admire the river and pat himself on the back for being pretty much the Best Warden Ever like this.
"Depends on a lot of things, I think. Depends on you. Sometimes it's slow and steady, sometimes it's immediate. Aaaaaalll dependent on you."
He glances over.
"Maybe it'll take you a month. Maybe it'll take you two, I don't know. I spent half a year not even bothering and this place fuckin' chipped away at me anyway." A giggle.
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"Yeah." Roman nods, and then glances over at Edwin, eyes raking over the mask.
"Not literally. But, y'know, somewhere in my cold dead heart Raylan found a way to slowly start piecing it together and now I'm a real boy, walkin' and talkin' and everything."
He shrugs.
"It's gonna take time, probably. But it's possible. And if you're really good at it, you get to evolve into a warden, like me."
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He's baffled and a little alarmed and trying not to show the latter.
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"Certifiable proof that you're not a bad person gone completely off the deep end: you have a conscious."
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"How do I do it? Graduate?"
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"Depends on a lot of things, I think. Depends on you. Sometimes it's slow and steady, sometimes it's immediate. Aaaaaalll dependent on you."
He glances over.
"Maybe it'll take you a month. Maybe it'll take you two, I don't know. I spent half a year not even bothering and this place fuckin' chipped away at me anyway." A giggle.
I LAUGHED AT THE FIRST ICON NGL
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"Not literally. But, y'know, somewhere in my cold dead heart Raylan found a way to slowly start piecing it together and now I'm a real boy, walkin' and talkin' and everything."
He shrugs.
"It's gonna take time, probably. But it's possible. And if you're really good at it, you get to evolve into a warden, like me."
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"You were dead? You weren't real?"
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