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[stormandwind]

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[stormandwind]

"All food is free on the Barge."

[golden_eyes]

"Yeah, so are all drinks. Some are still better than others."

[stormandwind]

She allows herself a smile. "Thank you. Didn't we have a policy about flattery?"

[golden_eyes]

He smirks at her. "If you call that flowery flattery, I'm obviously going to have to step my standards up again so you can remember the difference."

[stormandwind]

"I never called it flowery, and if you get too carried I'll withhold cookies until you find some common sense in that head of yours. I know that's a difficult task, it's so scarce at times."

[golden_eyes]

"No, but I'm pretty sure that that came up in unreasonable compliments about my perfectly reasonable compliments before. I think that's called cruel deprivation, it can take years for me to find common sense."

[stormandwind]

"I know," Tris tells him dryly. "That's why I expect to still be on this ship with you years from now."

She's entirely serious about the fact that she has no intention of going anywhere while Erskine remains trapped on board. If time stops back home, there isn't anything but the whims of the Admiral to make her leave.

"Would you consider that pragmatism or a lack of faith in my inmate?"

[golden_eyes]

He grins at her. "Just good sense, really."

[stormandwind]

"Because unlike you, I have some," Tris agrees, managing a crooked smile.

[golden_eyes]

"It's all about balance," he grins back at her.

[stormandwind]

"Does that mean as you gradually find sense, I'll lose some of mine to balance it out?" Tris could probably afford to lose a little, but not enough to make up for Erskine's frequent lack of it.

[golden_eyes]

"Perhaps, but don't worry - I don't think it's possible for me to gain too much sense."