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[synanthrope]

[Here is a video at the beach. Saya's on a towel, while she is wearing a bikini all that's really visible are her bare shoulders.]

I'm told that vacations are good for people. That everyone needs a vacation. So I decided to take one: the Garage will be closed this week. Eames already took the week off as a holiday, so everyone else, enjoy yourselves.

The beach is relatively nice this time of year. It's warm.

[And she just molted so she's appreciating the warmth even more]

I know some people prefer the mountains, though. To get away. What are you getting away from? I'm on one but I don't think I quite understand vacations. Don't people choose to do what they like?

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[synanthrope]

I would commend you for seeing what most people refuse to see.

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[For a moment he bites down on his lip and on the impulse to say something laughable like - I think you're cute. He wouldn't deny that there are times he has to remind himself of what she is and isn't.]

They don't bother me. They do a job like everything else. [He offers the spider back to her.] I see your point. But you're not just a spider, either.

[synanthrope]

[She takes the spider back]

No, I'm not. If I were just a spider, I would be dead.

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Then why would I limit what I think you're capable of?

[synanthrope]

[There's a pause]

I can love.

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I've watched you talk about your brother.

[Of course.]

[synanthrope]

I'm not supposed to.

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Is that a law of nature or society?

[synanthrope]

Nature.

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If those always ran the way they should, I'd have been out of a job my first three years in New Jersey.

[He reaches out to brush his fingers against the back of her hand, where the spider still sits.]

I think it's cute. Reminds me of someone.

[synanthrope]

Of me, I hope.

[She puts it on her tongue, the spider skitters inside her mouth.]

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That's what I was getting at, yes.

[He only pulls the slightest of faces.]

[synanthrope]

It is me, you know.

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I've eaten worse.

[Cough.]

[synanthrope]

[A brief laugh, and she moves so she's half on top of him. She's warm from the sun, she doesn't seem to mind getting a little damp]

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[There's only a fine sheen of sea water left on him anyway. His skin is raspy with salt where it's dried.

He wraps his arms round her loosely, keeping her in place.]

Crickets in Cambodia were good. That's where I should take you on vacation.