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"From what I've gathered, pretty much all the information there is on your life, or at least anything the Admiral thinks might be useful in helping you and your warden figure out what you need to do to graduate."

"So--" She lets out a breath that's half laugh. "So you're telling me that the Admiral guy not only drags us here, but he spies on us and keeps notes?"

The skin at the back of her neck is crawling with the idea, and she's trying to hide it, but she is pissed.

"I think the spying and note taking start long before he brings anyone here," he points out, which is probably not at all reassuring.

"That's worse!" The words explode out of her, and she jumps back down to the roof with an annoyed sound. "Screw this, nobody gets to read about my life like that."

She is going to have to steal that file, if she ever gets assigned.

"... why?" Asked sincerely by a man who's never known what privacy or true independence are. "It's meant to help you and your warden figure out what you need to do to graduate and start a new life."

She stares at him like he's a complete flatscan, forgetting, briefly, why she was so reluctant to be in the same place as him in the first place.

"I don't care what it's meant to do, that's nobody's business but mine. Maybe I don't wanna start a new life! Maybe I'm just fine with my life like it was!"

He frowns, completely nonplussed by the intensity of her reaction. "But... if you're here then it's because you died, or were about to, back in your old life. Your choices are starting a new life with the Admiral's and your warden's help or. Nothing."

Selina is not a fan of hard truths. When he points out that particular fact, her jaw locks and she glares him down, briefly too angry to talk. She hates him for the reminder; she hates herself, a little, for how much the reminder bothers her.

"Well I don't like those choices," she finally snaps, and stalks back toward the center of the roof only to pivot and run for the ledge. Her heart is beating a little harder in her chest, but her foot hits the lip of the roof just right, and she leaps over the small alley, landing in a roll on the opposite building. She only looks back as she rises to her feet, brushing herself off - then she heads away, like she can escape deeper into the city. Like life is still normal.

He doesn't follow her as she stalks away, it's not like there's really anywhere she can go, or any need for him to stay on top of her. He is briefly concerned by the way she launches herself at the edge of the roof, though, and if he'd been close enough he'd have thrown himself in her path. As it is, he does make a lunging grab for her, but even with his enhanced reflexes he's not fast enough to catch her before she reaches the edge of the roof... and he breathes a heavy sigh of relief when she successfully covers the distances to the next roof and rolls to her feet.

He walks over to the edge, then, and meets her gaze when she looks back at him. "I'll leave the city for you," he calls after her, hands in his pockets and still making no move to follow as she disappears. She can at least have her familiar haunts until someone else shows up and wants to make use of the space, though he remembers what a cold comfort the veneer of familiarity had been back when he was new here.

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