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[The feed kicks on to Nilin looking a little weary. Her day thus far hasn't been a good one and it's starting to show.]

Can anyone tell me where in this place I can get a drink? A good drink, mind you. The last bar I found tried to serve me something resembling dishwater.

[And it tasted what she imagines dishwater would taste like, too. There's a pause, and with a light sigh, Nilin speaks again.]

And, to the anonymous voice who spoke up when I first arrived. I'm listening.

[This time, she'll cooperate.]

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Then what is he?

And being better doesn't mean good.

My father.

In my life, yes, it does.

So it's okay with you that he's a neglectful alcoholic?

Even if I wasn't, why would I tell you? So you can judge the nature of my relationship with my own father? My best friend? What even is it to you?

[Hayley clicks on the encryption and is suddenly much more serious.]

So I can help you if you need help.

[Because no one was there to help her when she needed it.]

Help?

[Elizabeth is slightly taken-aback but does her best not to let it show.]

What exactly would I need help with?

Finding a place to stay, having enough money to eat and get everything you need. Mainly to make sure you're safe.

[She pauses.] Booker seems like a really cool guy, but alcohol can do some pretty bad things to good people sometimes and it wouldn't be your fault - or his - if that's happening.

I still have my own suite. I have my boyfriend's suite.

[Sorry, Hayley, you probably could be cool. But, she's stubborn and offended.]

He hasn't done anything. [Since she's been here. Well, he grabbed her with bruising force, but that had been a nightmare. That was it.]

Your boyfriend? [That surprises Hayley and she's too shocked to hide it.]

..I hope he doesn't.

Yes. Pavel Chekov.

[She adores him, and it shows.]

He won't. I can take care of myself.

That's good.

[She still sounds a little surprised, but Hayley means what she says about it being good.]

I'm not worried about you not being able to take care of yourself. I'm worried that you might give him too much credit until it's too late.

[What Elizabeth wants to know is why she sounds so surprised. She's an outgoing young woman, and, she supposes, pretty. And incredibly smart. Why wouldn't she have a boyfriend? Which is all still a relatively new idea to her. He even spends the night sometimes.]

Until it's too late? Too late for what? [For as smart as she is, she still remains naive.]

[Don't worry, Elizabeth. Hayley's just weirded out by dating in general.]

Until it's too late to realize maybe you shouldn't be there trying to clean up after him when he's in another drunken stupor and he gets angry and hits you because the alcohol makes him forget how much he cares about you.

...

[No. Oooh no. No. She doesn't want to think about that. That's not something- Booker would never- he'd given her away- he was her father and he loved her, he would never. Not even if he was that drunk. All Elizabeth can do is shake her head for a few moments, as she tries to form words.]

No! No, no. That's not something he would do. Ever. The fact that you even think he would do such a thing- it just shows that you have no idea who Booker DeWitt even is.

People with enough alcohol? It doesn't really matter who they are. They become someone else.

[A beat.] If you say he won't, I believe you. Just be careful, okay?

I've seen him more drunk than you have. Even then, he's never hit me.

[Her mouth is set into a firm line.]

Of course. But I'm not afraid of him. And I won't be. Ever.

I'm not trying to tell you he will. I'm saying he might and I don't want you to get hurt.

[Her frown returns.] Sometimes a little fear is a good thing.

He might. But he might also disappear tomorrow. He might also die at any second. Things can, and will happen, or maybe they've already happened. You can't hinge everything on something that might happen.

[Wow, Lutece much?]

Well I'm tired of being afraid of my guardians.

Good. That's a good feeling. Tell him that. Then maybe he'll have a reason to stop drinking and putting you in danger.

I am not in danger from my own father.

I wish you would stop insisting when you obviously have no idea what our relationship is like, or even who Booker DeWitt is.

I'm insisting you be safe. But you're right, I don't know how to do that as well as you do. Just.. be careful, okay?

I already told you. I'm plenty careful.

Goodbye.

[Gritting her teeth, Elizabeth shuts off the feed.]

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