@treagdy for gabi || starter call
he prefers working alone and for the most part, reggie has respected those wishes. his recent increase in performance has given him a lot more privileges than he previously possessed. but, sometimes it is out of both their hands and this is one of those cases. he was dead set against it, determined to plow his way through the mission with as little interaction as possible. but being in the field has a way of breaking you down. and so here he is anyway. he refuses to say he cares, but he doesn’t hate her. it’s why he hasn’t made her leave his room even after minor injuries have been treated and debriefing is completed. he will never admit it, but a part of him is lonely and he doesn’t mind her company.
head tips back against the headboard from where he sits on the hotel bed, gaze flickering towards his companion. “ i got some vodka in my bag, ” the offer comes in the form of a statement. something of an invitation to stay if she wishes. nothing like a little after-mission drinking to take the edge off. “ nothin’ fancy but it’ll make the bruises stop hurting. ”
