Fine. We'll do it your way. But just know that the day is coming when we go with one of my plans, even if I have to tie you up again to agree with me.
[ smh. do you know who he is? ]
Something nonviolent. Got it. I'll ask Ash for help when he's back. You'll have all three of us in your corner — me, him, and Greer. And stop talking like we're not all gonna be here. We will. And Bobby? [ a soft inhale. ] All your friends that you got to look into Ash's death. The ones that don't even know me, or him. Thank you. That meant a lot to me, and I'm not gonna forget it.
[ embry’s stupid joke-flirtation-admonishment skims off the top of the surface tension. it makes his bunched up shoulders relax. okay. bob takes a breath. steadies.
he’d rather work with embry than against him, and having more numbers in his and yelena’s corner — that’s a real, tangible thing he can count on. ]
Right. Got it.
[ biting the instinctive apology for being a downer, well, down since it’s also a bummer. he wants to believe they’ll all be here, too. and bobby — ]
‘Course, Embry. [ every wall back down, every edge sanded soft, as he hushes his answer. ] Hopefully next time we help each other out, it’s not, like, CSI Survivor.
[ but there’s the implicit promise it’ll happen again, in his words. not the hurt, but the helping. just like in the woods, he plans on sticking around. ]
no subject
[ smh. do you know who he is? ]
Something nonviolent. Got it. I'll ask Ash for help when he's back. You'll have all three of us in your corner — me, him, and Greer. And stop talking like we're not all gonna be here. We will. And Bobby? [ a soft inhale. ] All your friends that you got to look into Ash's death. The ones that don't even know me, or him. Thank you. That meant a lot to me, and I'm not gonna forget it.
no subject
he’d rather work with embry than against him, and having more numbers in his and yelena’s corner — that’s a real, tangible thing he can count on. ]
Right. Got it.
[ biting the instinctive apology for being a downer, well, down since it’s also a bummer. he wants to believe they’ll all be here, too. and bobby — ]
‘Course, Embry. [ every wall back down, every edge sanded soft, as he hushes his answer. ] Hopefully next time we help each other out, it’s not, like, CSI Survivor.
[ but there’s the implicit promise it’ll happen again, in his words. not the hurt, but the helping. just like in the woods, he plans on sticking around. ]