She tilted her head, reaching over and rubbing the back of his neck gently, avoiding the whipping spots. "We'll still blow it up, Abes. We just need time."
"Then we go back in," she replied, tilting her head. "I can go back in once my leg heals. I'll do it alone, so if something goes wrong, you're still on the outside."
She laughed, slightly, leaning back into the couch cushions, her shoulder brushing his. "It would be fine. If I got caught, I know you'd come to save me."
"She just.. explained who she was. About the CWJ.. a lot of stuff from my past. Calling me a traitor."
He took her hand as well. "It's fine, just.. Very strange. This is exactly the type of thing I was worried about."
She looked down at their hands, her thumb brushing the back of his hand. “What do you mean? Just something you didn’t account for?”
