voluntaryapnea | 11. Sometimes all our thoughts are misgiven/Ooh it makes me wonder

[He's still kind of reeling from the fact that he's been assigned to be Dean's warden. The file arrived at his door hours ago, and Stiles, who isn't by any means known for his ability to sit still for long, has been staring at it ever since. He hasn't touched it other than to lay it on his desk. He's chewed all of his nails down to the quick but he doesn't even realize it.

This isn't what he was expecting. He wonders if the Admiral has any idea what he's doing. It isn't the first time he's wondered that since his arrival almost six months ago. He draws in a breath and lets it out slowly, not taking his eyes off the file as he leans over and rests his elbows on his knees. He wonders why he was picked to be Dean's warden. Of all the people on the ship -- who are older, more qualified, many of whom had done the warden-ing thing already -- he can't help but second guess this decision.

He closes his eyes for a moment, then picks up his comm device, hesitating for a second. God he wishes his dad was there right then to give him some advice. But Stiles has always tried to follow his instincts, and that's what he does now.]

[Private to Babs]

So that security thing you were talking about awhile ago? I think I'm gonna need that.

[Private to Dean]

Hey.

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Of course. [She doesn't need to know why, to give him that.] What do you need, exactly?

[That is a super good question.]

I think what I definitely need is something to store a file in. Something no one is gonna be able to get access to but me. Is that possible?

Sure. Are we talking hard copies or digital?

...both actually. [Now he sounds a little sheepish.]

And possibly some extra security for my room in general?

I can do both.

Your room, too - but it'd help if I knew exactly what you were defending against.

In case I haven't told you this lately, Babs, you're awesome.

Just anyone who might try to break in. [Ahem. Mason.]

You're not so bad yourself. [And she means it. By all accounts, Stiles is a good kid, and she's happy to help him out.]

You want it all automated?

Automated would be fantastic.