"Murdock? What are you doing?" Face asks the pilot, finding him in an upstairs bedroom rifling through a closet.

"I'm trying to make a prize for Dolly..." he answers tossing brightly colored clothes onto the floor.

"You're really gonna do that?" Face says, taken aback. "Don't you think...?"

Murdock groans and turns from the closet, resting against the frame. "You don't get it, do you, Face?" he says digging a pill out of his pocket. "I'm not 'indulging fancies' and neither are Hannibal and Bosco."

"She attacked you though, man," Faceman moves toward his friend, his hands reaching out and circling the smaller man's waist. "She's dangerous," he says softly, almost begging.

"I've known that," Murdock snaps, "now you do, too. Why can't you accept that Sophie is the way she is? You accepted me."

"You're nothing like her, HM."

The pilot pushes Face away, grimacing at the movement. "I'm JUST like her, Temp. You choose not to see it. And she didn't attack me, or Hannibal for that matter, Dolly was defending Sophie."

"But you didn't hear what she was saying..."

"She didn't say anything, Face, that's the point!" Murdock is near tears now, trying to define that which cannot properly be explained. "Sophie's not the only fully developed person in that head of hers. She never has been!"

"That's impossible, though!" Face reaches for his friend again but his hands are swatted away, "something must've caused..."

"No. Temp, it's not impossible," some of the fight goes out of the pilot and the tears win, streaming freely down his face. "Sometimes people are just made that way. And... And all you can do... is accept it."

Faceman captures the pilot's hand in his and draws him close, "I'm not good at that Murdock but I'll try. I'll try harder."

"It's all you can do," HM sniffles. "Now, help me make a prize for Dolly. I was thinking of a tutu... and I only have one hand right now."

Face looks disappointed somehow. "Sure, bud, okay," he wipes away the tears left on the pilot's cheeks and puts on a smile but it's a sad one full of questions and doubts. "Tutu..?"