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Riley isn’t listening.

It’s a subtle change, a single notch loosened in his spine, gloved fingers tapping every second exhale against the crook of his elbow, but MacTavish notices. They’re spaced two apart, the group gently curved around the General shining up their mission success with the same echoing confidence that he’d jerk off with, and MacTavish hasn’t stopped watching Riley since waking up that morning.

It’s the set of his head, MacTavish decides, carving Riley up into the bare shapes of him, the sharp line of his mouth, the bowed curve of his torso beneath the heft of his tactical gear. Riley’s mask sits over the bridge of his nose, the pale paint stretched in a macabre grin, and his dark glass covers his eyes well enough to complete the illusion that there’s nothing there, just empty sockets to match the skull. But MacTavish knows that stance, the expectant tilt of his head, the waiting for something— not from anything he’d see in the army or with his Da, but his Granda’, a crofter with an assortment of sheep and dogs to herd them. That’s where the familiarity burns.