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*He's sitting at his normal table, sipping tea. Still dressed in his working clothes, Tims trying his best to relax. It's hard. Almost a year of doing Security, he can't help but watch everyone. That one looks like trouble, she looks like she needs help, oh, I should warn security about him... Ease off tim, ease off.*

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*Tim shrugs.*

Batsards. They caught on that I'd given aid to people who they didn't think should have it.

"And had you, then?" More curious, now.

*Tim shrugs.*

I found it quite unfair that only one side should benefit from the benefice of milliways.

"And for your opinions you were imprisoned?" The light soft voice is coolly amused. "A shame, indeed."

Well, no.

*Tim glances upwards.*

It was more for my actions of giving guns to a culture that had never used them before.

"My goodness -- and you a dewin yourself, are you not?"

If the good guys get acess to help from Milliways, why not give guns to the other side?

*He shrugs.*

It made sense to me.

"But you did not make a -- what is it that you said, dear? A 'strategic retreat'?"

The soft musical voice is lightly mocking now.

"Poor sais bach, to be caged so. You have learned a lesson, surely?"

No, I stood behind my decison. So they caged me in my own creation. Quite a humiliating blow.

*He acknowledges the mocking, but it seems to roll right off him.*

Of course I have. Find people to aide who aren't quite so stupid.

"A good thing it is, to choose your allegiance carefully," she says, smiling warmly at him.

"And you're no longer caged up, I see-- tell me, dear, have you changed sides again, then?"

*Tim sips his tea with a smirk.*

I don't think there was ever ny change in the first place.

"Is that so, dear?" The soft pleasant voice does not alter.

Oh yes.

*His eyes twinkle as he meets her gaze.*

Perhaps thats why I ran into issues? Perhaps.

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