[ Carver tilts his head back, watching them both. He almost starts to make a joke, something crude, something infantry, but he holds back. It doesn't have to mean anything, he supposes. He had his share of mostly anonymous hookups back in the day. Most of them were drunken. Some of them he regrets, but not all.
Perhaps most importantly, Shaw and Root aren't Reapers. There's a hierarchy still, but they're above him in it and don't seem inclined to abuse that fact. It could be simple. Maybe.
He doesn't say that it's been years since he's been with anyone at all. That he doesn't like touching people these days. ]
I wouldn't make it weird, [ he agrees, because that much is true. He's not a home wrecker. Whatever they've got going on, they can handle that on their end. ]
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Perhaps most importantly, Shaw and Root aren't Reapers. There's a hierarchy still, but they're above him in it and don't seem inclined to abuse that fact. It could be simple. Maybe.
He doesn't say that it's been years since he's been with anyone at all. That he doesn't like touching people these days. ]
I wouldn't make it weird, [ he agrees, because that much is true. He's not a home wrecker. Whatever they've got going on, they can handle that on their end. ]