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In light of his injuries, Tim hadn't been doing as much work as he honestly would have liked to-- he was supposed to be taking it easy while he finished healing, and thus had spent more time around as himself, as opposed to as Red Robin.

Of course, he still had a lot of on his mind. Even without that taken into consideration, he wasn't a fan of idling. He'd spent a fair amount of time as 'Tim', at least, but beyond that-- well, if his work was being limited (though he could work on his own private things, as well), at least he still had training. He considered it physical therapy.

He had to be careful of course-- he was already probably moving himself too much-- but exercising was still important, after all. Even if it was lighter than he would normally allow himself. At least he was being sensible about it.

((ooc: Because of his injuries, Tim Drake is going to be around more than usual! While Red Robin is still in his usual haunts-- working with Engineering, Programming, Neuropathy, Security...--and with a decent amount of training mixed in. So feel free to run into him anywhere, as either, though those are the most likely places. c: ))

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"I get the whole relaxing thing when you have the time, but not all the time. We still have an end goal we have to keep. If the Ohm were to go and attack us, like, tomorrow, how would we be able to defend ourselves? How many people would die? A kid like me, I have to think about this kind of stuff, because this is the only home I have now."

And even thought she was playing up the kid part, that concern was real.

She shrugged. "I might not either, but what other choice do we really have? If they wanted to interfere with us, wouldn't they have already?"

Tim nodded. "We can afford some-- just not constant. But I think there are a fair few on the ship who are working hard, at least, so there's that. The rest of the crew... well, we'll see, right?" He grimaced. "It's awful we have to think like that, but... well, war isn't pretty, after all." He watched her closely, pulling apart the genuine from what he doubted. Still, she was earnest, if nothing else.

"I'm not saying we have one, or that we don't have to trust them, to an extent. I don't know if they have any intention to 'mess' with us, but... again, we'll see."

"So you're saying that we're going to have to depend on the people who have strength to fight," she said, which was pretty much exactly what she thought was the case anyway. She had an idea that Tim would be all the more motivated to know that a little kid could figure that out. As it was, of course, she was one of those people who was going to be working hard to do her part. There seemed little reason to do anything else.

"But you are saying we have to be careful when it comes to what they know about us," she said, watching him. "Because even if we have no reason to think they're plotting something, we don't know everything about them still."

"Unfortunately? We might have to," he replied, with a frown. "We either become the people who can fight or... we don't really have any other options." Tim shook his head. Still, he was interested in this girl's intuitiveness. Most girls her age-- though he really only had an estimate of age-- wouldn't think like that. A cop parent explained it to an extent, but still, it was curious.

"Right. We're in the dark about... more things than are comfortable. We maybe have to trust them, but it's still reason for caution."

Mindy gave a sort of derisive laugh. "That's pretty bleak. Then again, we're talking about an alien species that are directly targeting the demise of many people and planets among the stars. I guess you don't really get any more real than that. I guess that's why you guys keep stressing that kids keep their innocence: wouldn't be able to get a bit of sleep thinking of that."

She nodded. "I think so too. If the captain doesn't trust them and the council doesn't, we don't really have a choice."

"Like you said-- it's a pretty bleak situation." He grimaced. "Definitely worse than anything I've dealt with before. We didn't even cover 'alien invasion' in my workplace safety meetings, let alone 'intergalactic war'." A poor joke, but no one ever said he had a good season of humour. "It sucks to have to grow up fast, though. Really."

"Right. So now we just play it safe and be careful."

Mindy shrugged. "Hey, you don't get to pick and choose how you grow, like, ever. What's the point in crying over something you won't get back? You take what you can get, and hope for the best. You have to live. That's about all you can do, besides putting your hands over your ears and pretending everything is ok."

She nodded. "I plan to. It was nice talking to you Tim. You see like a nice man. Who knows? We might cross paths again sometime."

"Of course not," Tim agreed. "We do what we can. We may not be happy about it, but denial won't get you anywhere, no. You do what you can to make the best of it, even if it's never that much."

He flashed a smile. "It was nice meeting you, Mindy. You're a good kid. I'm sure I'll see you around sometime soon." And he'll duck off, to leave her to any remaining scavenging in peace.

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The "warm?" Christ. Gotta watch the typos.

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