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[deuceoftears]

Jedao hums thoughtfully.

They get to the door and he touches the red light with careful fingertips. It's a little bit warm, but he doesn't feel -

Hello? Barge? Are you okay?

She never answers him in words, like Revenant did, but he can feel her trying.

"I think this is from...them, not her. It doesn't feel like - distress. It feels more like...flagged for inspection, not Help I'm Broken."

[littletonoidea]

"We can inspect her ourselves, we don't need some stinking Authority jamming their noses in here. We're fine!"

They're not fine. But denial and bravado are a lot easier than facing the reality he is acutely aware of.

"Let's just give it a quick look, see how her indigestion's going."

[deuceoftears]

"I'm not just going to let you in all the time," Jedao insists, even though he's getting his key out, because clearly someone does need to check in.

[littletonoidea]

"And I'm not gonna make you," he assures quickly. "But right now, I'm still the guy who knows it best besides you. Or maybe Xigbar. You'll have plenty of options when we're clear of imminent doom and destruction."