Not many people feel the need to question their friendships. I’ve never had to anyway. But when you think about it, besides my captain, I see Dominique as my best friend on board. The two of us seem to love starting trouble, manipulating the other half of the species, and of course, kicking the living crap out of the amateur bounty hunters with no manners. We share inside jokes and partner up for missions. Sometimes when she’s cooking, I’ll sit in the galley and we’ll have conversation. She does the same when it’s my turn to cook. So why am I questioning our friendship? Think about this,
I’m the only female member on board who speaks French enough to say that I’m almost fluent.
Mercurian can speak French as well but he’s male and Dominique will not share her thoughts and feelings with anyone from the other half of the species. That all started last year. She used to be really comfortable with men. I’m not sure what happened. It was abrupt. To summarize this entry though,
Am I a friend or translator?
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