the whole incident had been handled terribly. and as unit chief it had fallen on him to accept and swallow the guilt but that didn't mean it ever went away. he'd simply learned to neatly file it, along with the endless piles of cases left to investigate, of potential future victims to save.
⎯ @greeneway, elle greenaway : “ oh, now you care? ”
❝ i always cared. ❞ a hand smoothes his tie, the other sets the glass of bourbon before him on the counter. his hair's shorter now, black spikes in a constant state of rebellion against proper military fashion but besides that he believes he hasn't changed much; wonders if she sees differences in his stature the way he does for her. she slouches more although he doubts she even realizes it. but the ordeal had taken a toll he wishes he could have helped avoid. ❝ i realize it may not have seemed so at the time, but i did wanna help you, elle. the thing is, i also had to keep the team in mind. ❞ it's no excuse but he's getting tired of always facing the same two impossible choices: one or the team. ❝ so? how have you been? ❞
