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[Cassel's in his room, rearranging his drawer of scraps in some order discernible only to him. Ilia is perched on a high shelf, his eyes narrowed and tail twitching, disturbed by the commotion and looking ready to jump down onto Cassel's shoulders at any moment. As he rummages, Cassel addresses the camera; the moment he turns towards it, a bruise slides into view on his left temple, light and mottled black. He seems not to notice it.]

A few things. First of all, if anybody who's not all Admiral-ed up has a problem with the power outages, I think - I think I can make flashlights and lamps that don't need to be powered. [He's speaking specifically to Morgana here, but he doesn't know everybody's hangups, either, so he's leaving it open to the Barge as a whole.]

Second of all, has anybody actually gotten anywhere with the ship? Steering it or anything? Because this seems like it's getting kind of. Critical. [As Dean so astutely pointed out.]

Last thing - I know nobody cares right now, but we still need staff for the gym. At least one more person. If you feel like going slightly less stir-crazy while we're marooned in the middle of nowhere, apply now.

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It's why we're here.

Yeah. It is.

I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you get this place. It's cool.

Thanks. I'm glad you're here, too. Don't know if you remember - it was real quick - but I met you once when I was brand new. You and Anya came by and gave me a bunch of desserts.

That was one of the things that made me decide the Barge was a good place.

Oh, yeah. We did. I remember. We do that every once in a while. Because the Barge is a good place. It's kind of like . . . giving back.

You could probably join us sometime.