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[She sounds an awful lot like someone who just left this ship. And while T'Pol's trying very hard to keep that voice neutral, this kind of really hurts. But hiding is illogical, so it's time to stop moping. Not that she was moping.]

I am in need of clothes that fit, until this is over. Is anyone willing to accommodate me?

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[Sooo awkward. And T'Pol's silent for a while because she really wants to see him. But. It'd be a little weird, like this. And she has no idea if he knows Dean's gone. And the timing sucks. :c]

That is - I'm pleased you've returned. [And this all sounds weird with a vaguely southern twang.

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[There's a pause where Sam would nod.]

So, uh, you're Trip.

[He can't really say he's all too surprised but, still. The Sasquatch has a few delicate feelings regarding the matter.]

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[Yeah, this is uncomfortable. Especially since he's gone, and Sam's back, and T'Pol's been reminded all over that he's dead where she comes from.]

He was my mate. [And man does it take a lot to admit that.]

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[Another pause.]

I, uh, I... alright.

Do you need anything?

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I have found clothes. [But. She doesn't really want to leave it like that, so.] I would like to see you, when I am myself again.

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Sure, yeah. I, uh, yeah. Later.

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Until then.