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[theotherright]

Cabin 127. No calls, we text like men on our disney cruise phones.

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[inhairently]

[ HEH HEH HEH is what he thinks about that. The first clue. Good luck on that one, buddy. ]

Yeah, okay, [ is what he actually says, resolute and firm, determined to solve this mystery and save Mr. Smith. ] We find the first clue. It might be something super obvious that we just haven't noticed. It's like that Sherlock Holmes quote. The world has obvious things... something, something. I can't remember the rest.

[ Steve's butchered that quote before, he will not be butchering it again in front of Arthur, thank you very much.

In this moment, he does find himself wishing someone else were here with him. One of the smarter people from his own cruise. Dr. Rick Dagless, for example, would surely be able to come up with some brilliant misdirection, send Arthur off on some wild, fruitless goose chase.

But he only has himself, and he's self-aware enough to know he's not clever in that way. He's not going to risk botching things by trying to play chess when he only knows checkers, so he settles for leaving it at that half of a Sherlock quote and waiting with another strip of cloth at the ready for whenever Arthur needs it. ]

[theotherright]

The world is full of obvious things, which nobody by any chance ever observes.

[ Good timing! Arthur is just holding out his hand for another fabric strip. And because he's now thinking of gloss on a hat and boots, he does so with a bitter little muttered comment: ]

Look after your powers of observation, Steve; you'll miss them when they're gone.