[That is not at all a satisfactory answer, and he doesn't like the dismissiveness of it either. But he considers for a moment how to answer, taking a sip of his own drink again before responding lightly.]
It's a precarious position to be in. It's not as though letting murderers run around to do whatever they want is a good option, but you also really can't enforce laws that don't exist even if you did have the authority to do so.
[So a conundrum. And general 'you' in this instance.]
[He really wants to tell her that her grasp of subtlety is not quite as astounding, but refrains. Instead--]
Sometimes the obvious needs restating.
[He didn't really get the answers he wanted on that last subject, but the lack of them is an answer in itself and he decides to move on; he's discussed what he considered most important, so if the next subject goes poorly he isn't losing anything.]
[But she also has a strong sense of morality, and so things balance out. The last question earns a raised eyebrow, though.]
I care because she's one of my closest friends.
[He stares at Maketh intently as he says it, underlying meaning clear; he doesn't trust Maketh in the slightest, and so he cares because he's looking out for Brennan. She's not the best at social interaction, and he's heard more than enough about Maketh's world and her way of handling things to be concerned about her trying to use Brennan in some way.]
[Unlike you, Maketh almost snaps. It's not true, though. She doesn't like admitting it, but Sweets has some intelligence of his own. He reads people. Doctor Brennan's intelligence is easier to deal with.]
What exactly is it you think I'm going to do, hmm?
[It isn't an answer as much as a warning, tone certain and stare just as focused; he's not good at the whole intimidation thing, vastly preferring to play good cop when working with Booth, but Booth isn't here. Brennan and Zack are, and as much as they can take care of themselves--anyone who might try to hurt Brennan especially will find that out the hard way--Lance is the only one of them with much talent for dealing with other people. That means it's his job to protect them as much as he can in Booth's place, and keeping them out of being potentially used as pawns should it be convenient is one of the ways he's going to do so.]
[That is so not his job; he's supposed to be the sympathetic one, so when Booth scares a suspect they end up telling Lance their stupid, whiny murderer story and implicate themselves, and he and Booth get drinks and close the case.]
I would consider a threat from Doctor Brennan, if she offered it. She seems clever enough to come up with something lasting. You--
[She tips her head to the side.]
You would use the law against me, in your world. But that has no meaning here and I have seen no evidence that you have the stomach for truly effective measures.
I don't think making so many assumptions is all that wise.
[Although she's not... Entirely incorrect, especially on those whole 'truly effective' and 'lasting' comments, he also wasn't bluffing. It would be meeting an immediate threat with an immediate response, though, nothing before or after.]
For instance, had you threatened to have someone shoot me in a nonlethal capacity - Mello, perhaps? - I would have considered it seriously. I doubt you'd have the stomach to kneecap me or shatter the bones in my hands, though he'd probably enjoy it.
[Most people would, given the option. Maketh just looks at him, annoyance clear. He's being obstinate. Trying to threaten her, failing at it, and then failing yet again when she offers him suggestions.]
It would be a necessary evil, wouldn't it? And one you'd have to commit to fully or it wouldn't matter at all.
[She smiles at him, not kindly.]
I'll make another assumption. I assume I could survive almost anything you could think to do with your own two hands. You're not nearly as clever as the men I served with.
[He watches her in return as she speaks, his eyes narrowing slightly; he is not about to get into an intelligence competition with someone he's never met and who isn't even here, nor is he going to bother arguing about what she could survive or not. It's a creepy thing to even discuss in begin with, and besides, he likes people thinking he couldn't possibly be dangerous in a fight. Except for that it makes his threats sound really pathetic, anyway.
So instead he scoffs, taking a sip of his drink.]
Wow, I'm actually amazed you can be this bad at reading people.
[Great, he's lumped in with 'most people.' Thanks.]
I prefer to call it warning. Or even just giving advice.
[Or threatening. Whatever.]
Although I did make the mistake of thinking you might consider that there are options other than resorting to violence.
[Which she's right on; he'd only do so in extreme circumstances. But he has no problem dealing with issues in more social and political ways, and has a whole array of options on how to do that if necessary.]
Correct. That was your mistake. I do hope you won't make it again.
[Oh, there are certainly other things he can try. But none, Maketh thinks, that would ring quite as true as a blunt object to her extremities. Doctor Sweets can read people, certainly, but he doesn't have enough political pull to be truly dangerous.
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[Maketh grimaces.]
We had them watched, of course. I liked Bianca, but I wasn't foolish enough to trust her. There were no further incidents with those two.
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What happens if someone doesn't agree? The Guard doesn't have any real authority to enforce such sentences.
[It's neutral, as a statement of fact instead of a particular point. He'll get into that issue more depending on how Maketh responds.]
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It hasn't come to that.
[Not yet. She downs the shot without a word.]
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It's a precarious position to be in. It's not as though letting murderers run around to do whatever they want is a good option, but you also really can't enforce laws that don't exist even if you did have the authority to do so.
[So a conundrum. And general 'you' in this instance.]
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[Maketh is well aware of the situation and resents the implication that she's somehow not.]
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Sometimes the obvious needs restating.
[He didn't really get the answers he wanted on that last subject, but the lack of them is an answer in itself and he decides to move on; he's discussed what he considered most important, so if the next subject goes poorly he isn't losing anything.]
I saw that you met Dr. Brennan.
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[She eyes him suspiciously. This conversation is veering off in directions she's having trouble predicting and thus Maketh dislikes it.]
What of it?
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[At least for the most part, until the end of the conversation.]
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[She pauses.]
Why do you care?
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[But she also has a strong sense of morality, and so things balance out. The last question earns a raised eyebrow, though.]
I care because she's one of my closest friends.
[He stares at Maketh intently as he says it, underlying meaning clear; he doesn't trust Maketh in the slightest, and so he cares because he's looking out for Brennan. She's not the best at social interaction, and he's heard more than enough about Maketh's world and her way of handling things to be concerned about her trying to use Brennan in some way.]
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What exactly is it you think I'm going to do, hmm?
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[It isn't an answer as much as a warning, tone certain and stare just as focused; he's not good at the whole intimidation thing, vastly preferring to play good cop when working with Booth, but Booth isn't here. Brennan and Zack are, and as much as they can take care of themselves--anyone who might try to hurt Brennan especially will find that out the hard way--Lance is the only one of them with much talent for dealing with other people. That means it's his job to protect them as much as he can in Booth's place, and keeping them out of being potentially used as pawns should it be convenient is one of the ways he's going to do so.]
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It occurs to her then that the Doctor is trying to threaten her.
Oh. That's utterly pathetic.
Maketh laughs quietly.]
Have a drink, Doctor Sweets.
[She orders another shot, laughing under her breath.]
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I already have a drink.
[It isn't sullen in the slightest; he is completely unaffected by not being taken seriously. Completely.]
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You're not very good at this part, Sweets. You ought to be better at threats.
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[That is so not his job; he's supposed to be the sympathetic one, so when Booth scares a suspect they end up telling Lance their stupid, whiny murderer story and implicate themselves, and he and Booth get drinks and close the case.]
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You ought to, considering your line of work.
[And where they currently find themselves.]
I would consider a threat from Doctor Brennan, if she offered it. She seems clever enough to come up with something lasting. You--
[She tips her head to the side.]
You would use the law against me, in your world. But that has no meaning here and I have seen no evidence that you have the stomach for truly effective measures.
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[Although she's not... Entirely incorrect, especially on those whole 'truly effective' and 'lasting' comments, he also wasn't bluffing. It would be meeting an immediate threat with an immediate response, though, nothing before or after.]
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[She drinks her shot without flinching.]
For instance, had you threatened to have someone shoot me in a nonlethal capacity - Mello, perhaps? - I would have considered it seriously. I doubt you'd have the stomach to kneecap me or shatter the bones in my hands, though he'd probably enjoy it.
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[That makes no sense to him; he gets the idea conceptually just fine, and it certainly is the case for some people, but--]
Do you really think squeamishness would be the problem, instead of it being a moral issue?
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[Most people would, given the option. Maketh just looks at him, annoyance clear. He's being obstinate. Trying to threaten her, failing at it, and then failing yet again when she offers him suggestions.]
It would be a necessary evil, wouldn't it? And one you'd have to commit to fully or it wouldn't matter at all.
[She smiles at him, not kindly.]
I'll make another assumption. I assume I could survive almost anything you could think to do with your own two hands. You're not nearly as clever as the men I served with.
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So instead he scoffs, taking a sip of his drink.]
Wow, I'm actually amazed you can be this bad at reading people.
[Especially with her world being how it is.]
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Am I? Perhaps. But I think you could do it in the moment, if you really had to. Most people would.
[She taps her shot glass against the bar.]
Don't threaten me with nothing, Doctor Sweets. It's bad form. If you're going to bother, make it good.
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I prefer to call it warning. Or even just giving advice.
[Or threatening. Whatever.]
Although I did make the mistake of thinking you might consider that there are options other than resorting to violence.
[Which she's right on; he'd only do so in extreme circumstances. But he has no problem dealing with issues in more social and political ways, and has a whole array of options on how to do that if necessary.]
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[Oh, there are certainly other things he can try. But none, Maketh thinks, that would ring quite as true as a blunt object to her extremities. Doctor Sweets can read people, certainly, but he doesn't have enough political pull to be truly dangerous.
Not yet, at least.]
Was there anything else, Doctor Sweets?
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cw for vague allusions to child abuse, fighting, etc etc just in case
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