"I was on the Barge a year before I graduated," B says. "I hear that's actually about average, for somebody who's really working at it. It was. Really, this was the first place I felt loved in eighty years. That's probably why I came back."
"Yeah, community. Not everyone-- a lot of people on this boat don't really get along. But enough that there's multiple people involved in trying to help each other," B agrees with a nod. "The warden-inmate model is okay for some people, I guess, but I tend to think it takes a village to really help somebody."
He offers John a little smile. "I'm happy to be part of your village, if you want me, man. I'm never sure what somebody's gonna need, but I can at least give it a go."
"Thank you." John smiles broadly, looking significantly more relaxed than
he had at the beginning of their conversation. "I appreciate that—I, well,
no man is an island and all that. Right now I think that, ah, most of my
stuff is taken care of? But it's good to know I can count on you."
B nods. Always important to have those basics taken care of. Though he supposes he wouldn't call communion stuff "basics", he's also not a priest. "Good. If the food supply ever dries up, let e guy know? Can't do much for the communion stuff, but I got connections for the other." He could even offer his own arm, if it came down to it, but he's not fond of that option.
"Of course. Thank you. I—I think I'll be all right, for now." He smiles.
"And I won't ... I promise, I'm going to be working very hard not to do
anything stupid again."
"Hey, man, I'm not here to scold or play babysitter. Everybody fucks up now and then, loses it for a little bit. Then we pick ourselves up again and keep going." He leans over a little, and adds, mock-conspiratorily, "Even Godric fucks up sometimes."
John has to laugh at that. "I'll keep it to myself. And you're right, of
course. The transgression is one thing; what matters is what we do next,
after all."
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Date: 29/01/2022 04:28 (UTC)Well, the part that he'll talk about, anyway.
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Date: 01/02/2022 22:41 (UTC)A year. Well, he can live with a year.
"So—community?" John asks. "I can see that. I mean—it's like a small town. Only a little smaller than the town I came here from."
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Date: 02/02/2022 22:37 (UTC)He offers John a little smile. "I'm happy to be part of your village, if you want me, man. I'm never sure what somebody's gonna need, but I can at least give it a go."
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Date: 05/02/2022 16:08 (UTC)"Thank you." John smiles broadly, looking significantly more relaxed than he had at the beginning of their conversation. "I appreciate that—I, well, no man is an island and all that. Right now I think that, ah, most of my stuff is taken care of? But it's good to know I can count on you."
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Date: 06/02/2022 05:01 (UTC)no subject
Date: 11/02/2022 20:56 (UTC)"The, um, the food supply, mainly," John says. "And the Communion Hosts and wine, though that's, um, not really my purview, not for a bit, anyway."
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Date: 13/02/2022 20:37 (UTC)no subject
Date: 14/02/2022 22:58 (UTC)"Of course. Thank you. I—I think I'll be all right, for now." He smiles. "And I won't ... I promise, I'm going to be working very hard not to do anything stupid again."
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Date: 15/02/2022 05:01 (UTC)no subject
Date: 16/02/2022 21:39 (UTC)John has to laugh at that. "I'll keep it to myself. And you're right, of course. The transgression is one thing; what matters is what we do next, after all."