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FDR ([personal profile] bigvessel) wrote in [personal profile] whatmatters 2015-02-13 06:28 am (UTC)

183, action;

[There's only a blink at her words. A blankness that's carefully in place to keep his thoughts to himself. He understands weakness. Too well. He's seen what it can do, how it can be used. Hell, he's used it. Though in interrogations it's usually physical weaknesses. Pain. But it's the mental stuff that really gets people to sing.

It's dangerous. Showing people weaknesses. Admitting to them. It's the ultimate trust that it won't be turned against them. But then there are just some things that they just can't hide. She tries. He tries.

But he's told her. He's told her about his Nana, about Tuck. About Joe. And she's told him. The dedication to her team back home.

Maybe that is enough. Maybe they've shared enough. Maybe they're just fine the way they are right now.]


Yeah, So, you want me to quit asking? [It's not dismissive, it's not angry. It's him being thoughtful. For the moment, for now, as he plucks grass from under his fingers. If this is where she wants them? This distance? But he can keep his secrets and she can keep the gap.]

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