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[Archer's been thinking. Running around teasing the flooded passengers was a good distraction, but his talk with Rogue has stuck in his mind. So this time he looks a bit more somber, although no more sober than usual. He's sitting on his bed, tie undone, sipping a gin and tonic with Kazak sprawled out behind him.]
Hey, I just have a question.
Is it uh - shit. [He falters, uncharacteristic for him.] Is it normal to hate your mother?
Hey, I just have a question.
Is it uh - shit. [He falters, uncharacteristic for him.] Is it normal to hate your mother?
