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[Prefect didn't leave a particularly wide opening between finding out about Cassel's graduation, and going to hunt down Barron. He exchanged a few messages with the Transformation Worker, then set off to find his own inmate.

He made a bee line for Barron's room, and rapped on the door carefully. Unsure if Barron would be upset or happy at whatever passed between himself and Cassel, Prefect lingered in the corridor, probably concerned to a point that wasn't entirely due.]

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[Prefect laughs, a little louder and more awkward than he intends too, but... it's hard not too.]

See? Clear, clear graduate material, Comrade.

[He smiles, then quickly reaches up to put his hand over his eyes.]

Comrade, put your glove back on, you're embarrassing me.

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Come on, man. It's nothing you haven't seen before.

[Barron is laughing as he says that, but he slides his glove back on anyway.]

So, are you going to come home with me? Now that it's a real thing?

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[Prefect hasn't stopped smiling. He drops his hand from his eyes, and when he looks back to Barron, there's something glazed and happy in then that's hard to define exactly.]

Yeah. I mean, I really want too. I don't really... I've never lived anywhere normal before, Comrade. There's been the Factory, and then the Barge, but I've never had a regular job, or lived in a city, or... I've never been anywhere in my entire life where everyone was free, and everyone was equal.

[He pauses, and the hand that was covering his eyes drops to press over his chest, feeling the beat of his heart.]

I'm... I think I'm really excited, actually.

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You should be. I mean, here is nothing like the outside world.

[Barron gestures at the room around them, but really means the barge as a whole.]

Exploring space and that is great, but there are some things that you only see if you stay in one place for a while, you know?

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I know. I mean-- I don't know what those things are, but I believe you. I mean, people here miss things, right? So there must be something good in leaving...