“So I’m glad I ran into you because there’s something I think you’d prefer to hear from me because no doubt Archer will color it with his own fucking aggrieved intonation.” 

“I guess if that is what you really want that’s fine but I thought we could get a bite to eat, maybe go to the amusement park. You still like those right?” 

“Not really no.”

“Shit..” 

“Yeah shit.. I.. don’t think I want to do this anymore dad. We tried but like mom said, you’re just too into your own thing. You always have been and that’s.. that’s fine.”

“Can we at least talk about things a bit more before..” 

“Hey there stranger. Been so long your hair is longer than mine now.” 

“Well you cut yours.” 

“It’s good to see you nerd.” 

“I’m sure you’ll find another job.” 

“It’s not even that I’m worried about at this point. It’s moving back home. Like.. fuck. I love my mom but I don’t really enjoy living with her. She’s really particular about her space.”

“And how old is it?” 

“Twelve. She is twelve.”

“What a bunch of fucking bullshit. I don’t know why he doesn’t just claim custody.”

“Because he’s not a fucking jerk. Thea seems to be taking it alright but it does change some of the parameters a bit to her detriment.”

“Really? How so? How does the poor rich bitch finally get hers?” 

“You probably won’t be all that satisfied with this but Asher is basically in charge of the whole mission. He’s the only one with combat training and survival experience so higher ups think it’s for the best. They’ve relegated Thea to chief medical officer. She was more than a little upset since her family is paying for the whole thing.” 

“Wesley do you like me?”