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[Sounding irritated. And is so oblivious to the fact he's been gone for a while, but has noticed quite a few new posts. Even if Crane hasn't bothered to read them.]

It's amazing how much all of you can talk in one day. This is some kind of flood, I assume?

[Added later. Angry Crane is angry.]

Oh, good show, Admiral. I'll keep in mind that abrupt disappearances are now one of the many punishment options that you offer alongside floods, ports and zero. Bravo.

[Private - Eddie]

Are you in the infirmary? [That fear toxin was heavy stuff.]

[Private - Hayley]

I had to use that toxin for other purposes. It wasn't anything personal.

[Private - Eames]

We need to talk. [Added later.] Did you know that the Admiral was going to do that?

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I've noticed, but at the end of the day we all answer to the Admiral. [Crane took the drink and spent a moment tilting it from side to side, so that the ice clinked against the sides of the glass. He wasn't really sure if Eames was going against the Admiral per say, but he hardly wanted to say that he hadn't noticed.]

Do you have any particular methods in mind for this helping? [Crane asked, looking up at Eames. He had hoped that everything would stay much the same.]

"Not entirely. I prefer to play the cards as they're dealt." [He replied with the same smile, taking another long sip of his drink. The truth was that Eames wouldn't tell Crane whether he had ideas/plans or not because it might influence the inmate. It was not something that Eames needed to be dealing with; after all, he meant what he said about not really expecting anything to change.] "Any suggestions?"

I don't have any suggestions. I do have things that I would prefer that you not do. [Crane took a sip of his drink before putting it on the table. He leaned forward and as he spoke counted off each thing on his fingers.]

No magic, in any way shape or form. No taking unnecessary advantages in floods. Or ports. [Which Crane counted as two things.] No mind control. No mind readers. No mind warpers. [Crane paused, before continuing.] Preferably no machines in my head either.

[Eames couldn't help but laugh a little that Crane already had a list made up in his mind.] "Anything else?"

[After a beat and realizing that his inmate was entirely serious, Eames almost instantly sobered.] "I won't promise anything, but I'll do my best."

[Crane was about to complain about the lack of a promise, but stopped himself just in time. It was the same sort of promise that he'd made countless times.] Right. That's fine.

[Crane paused, uncomfortable. He took another sip of his drink.] That just leaves the issues of Nygma and employment.

[Eames nodded, rolling the ice around with the movement and tilting of his glass in a subtle and even gesture. Then the warden gave another smile, continuing to watch his inmate.] "What would you like to speak about next?"

[Crane put his glass back on the table. This next topic, according to him, would have the most impact on his daily life on the barge.] Employment. [Crane frowned, leaning back in his chair.]

I gave this talk to Piper and I'll give it to you. Infirmary? Medical equipment. Lab? Scientific equipment. Pool, chemicals. Cleaning, chemicals. Garden, plants to make into chemicals. [Crane shrugged when he'd finished.] There's a very limited amount of places that I could actually work in.

"Don't care." [If it was something Crane had already discussed with his previous warden, then it was something Eames would have to do different. The thought of how badly his last warden had treated him almost made the forger genuinely upset, but instead he gave a light shrug.] "Do you want to work?"

[Crane thought that Eames was being somewhat dismissive of his point, but decided to ignore it.] Something to do wouldn't go amiss.

[Crane picked up his drink again, fiddling with it.] Aside from what flavor of the month the Admiral has decided to inflict on us, the barge's set of activities is rather limited.

"Then we'll find a job for you within the fortnight." [And with that, in Eames' mind, the matter was settled. He needed to ask around in order to find what occupation was appropriate, and he would have to trust Crane more for some of it, but there didn't seem to be anything else that needed saying.]

A fortnight. [Crane repeated, looking at Eames with slight disbelief. He hadn't really expected for Eames to seriously find him something to do. None of his other wardens had ever done that.] You don't do things by halves, do you?

"Would you prefer I did?" [He asked with a chuckle. Then he took another sip of his drink. Eames was slightly discouraged not to see Crane drinking more since it meant he would have to be careful how much he drank, but there were always other opportunities.]

No, I don't think I would. [Crane took another sip of his drink. The ice cubes were starting to melt ever so slightly.] If anything, a warden who does too little can be more harmful than one who does too much.

[Not that Crane really knew - he'd only really had experience with the former before Eames.]

"Right then. In two weeks' time, I'll have found a selection of occupations for discussion." [Eames jumped on the reveal, though his nonchalance remained intact. He gave another small chuckle as if to emphasize how amusing he found all of this and Crane's pessimism overall before finally asking.] "Tell me about your history with the wardens."

My history with the wardens. [Crane took a sip of his drink, taking a few moments to consider. Most of his history with various wardens was reasonably unpleasant for everyone involved. The fear toxin in the dining hall hadn't won him any friends. He decided to try and make the subject a little more specific, to avoid bringing up that mess.] Would you like to hear about any wardens in particular?

"Not at all. I'll take anything you're willing to tell me." [The warden shifted to sit back in his chair again, taking another sip of his drink. More than anything, he wanted Crane to loosen up a little. Even just once.]

Paddy killed me once. [Crane said, deciding to begin on the thing that actively bothered him the most. He shrugged and took another sip of his drink before continuing.] I hate Howie. He's too self righteous.

[Eames' eyebrows lifted at that.] "When did Paddy kill you and why?"

[There was no decent reply to Howie being self righteous. Even Eames had told him to lighten up.]

Months ago, during a port. He shot me. [Crane took another long sip of his drink. He certainly hadn't forgiven Paddy for what had happened in that port.] There's nothing like knowing what it feels like to bleed out on the floor.

"Mm." [Something about that single noise suggested that Eames understood.] "Did he apologize?"

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He did. [Crane paused. He sounded bitter.] He said because it was a port it wasn't his fault. As if that changes anything.

"Have you ever killed anyone here?" [It was, like most of Eames' remarks, a sincere question rather than any kind of probing or accusation. The warden took a sip of his drink after he asked, dropping his feet from the table and crossing them casually instead.]

[Crane noticed Eames' movements and was tempted to read them as discomfort, if not for the fact that Eames didn't sound disturbed in the slightest.] Not directly. I've never shot anyone. I've never killed any of them with my bare hands.

"Indirectly?" [He was still void of judgment, his tone almost amused more than anything else.]

A few. I didn't bother counting. [That was true. Crane hadn't been all that interested in the fallout after the dining hall incident. Crane's indifference probably showed in his tone.]

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