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Fuck off.

[But he'll stop.]

[ Well, he can't exactly read agreement in fuck off, so... ]

I care for this young man and he has recently suffered greatly. Please be nice if you can, as a favor to me if nothing else. I'll bribe you with interesting bird photos if I must.

[There were a lot of rabid animals at the end of the world, after vaccinations wore off and there were no boosters. And sometimes, like now, that's how Bossie feels: like a dog wandering in circles, biting anything warm that gets too close.]

Figuring out what it takes to make you give up on me and Carver's payment enough, man.

I haven't found it yet.

[ And he can assume this mission was extremely hard on them, so he's trying to be gentle here while still making his expectations clear. ]Thank you. Would you like to take Bear on an excursion? I'm afraid he spent this whole mission cooped up with the other animals under Aurora's care. He could use the exercise.

Bullshit. We just did.

[And there's a grim satisfaction in that. A sense of safety in knowing what will get him booted.]

I think shaw needs the dog more.

I said precisely what I meant and nothing more. I'd appreciate it if you refrained from adding words to my statement. Take her with you, then.

she's not leaving her apartment yet.

[Which worries and scares him because that usually only ends one way.]

What about those bird pictures?

Hold on for one moment.

[ Meanwhile... ]

Please take Shaw and Bear and use the excuse of documenting anomalies to provide me some reconnaissance of Garreg Mach in Bramble Valley.

What's a Garreg Mach?

[He'll go. He just wants intel first.]

A large mountain monastery of some kind, inhabited by, at minimum, Clive Rosfield. I've never been inside, hence the need for reconnaissance. Mr. Rosfield is amiable and should not mind the intrusion with that excuse at hand, but he is extremely dangerous and you should take care not to incite a fight with him.

If I can do this without starting a fight can I bring you dinner later?

You can bring me dinner either way if you feel so compelled, but I may be smiling if you have managed not to get into a fight by then.

[Goddammit. Does he want to let on that Harold smiling would be a bonus? That seems like a weapon.]

You allergic to anything?

[ Harold didn't mean it as emotional manipulation and wouldn't ever use it that way... he just quite sincerely would be relieved and pleased if the people he cared for didn't get into any violent altercations today. ]

Fortunately, no. Is this meant to be an exclusive occasion or should we make it into a team affair?

[ It's a little unusual for Harold to offer to socialize like that, but he does have some things he wants to debrief them on once they're back from scouting. ]

[He'd need Carver's help to make that much food, and Carver is...not up to it. But he'll pretend it's down to his own weakness instead of letting on about that.]

Just you. I'm not good company right now.

I doubt any of us classify as good company at the moment, to be honest. I can't quite bring myself to leave the library yet.

I was looking forward to punching a kid's teeth down his throat, you want to put me in a room with touchy people?

I think leaving you to your own devices in such a state is a far worse option.

The worst I'll do is make someone else cry I've never fucking met before. I have people to look after. Including you now. I'm good.

[He's not fine. He's not fooling Harold probably. But pretending might patch up whatever hole he's kicked open here so]

Fine, sir. I'll bring food. We'll eat like a big goddamn family.

It's only a request, not a requirement. If you truly don't want to then we can have dinner alone. But I did mean to check on you and Mr. Carver regardless -- I would have done so sooner, but I've been otherwise preoccupied.

We're fine. Carver's doing better than I am. [A flat out lie but you never, ever tell the leader when a brother is struggling.

He leaves it at that for a while. He can't make sense of Harold's game here. His assumption had been that the whole team would be together to witness Bossie's punishment, as an example to everyone not to harass someone Harold cares about. But he doesn't think Harold is strong enough to punish him alone. Unless that's the test. Unless Bossie is meant to just sit quiet and take it, even from a man he could otherwise beat.

Well fuck. He can do that. He'll tie his own goddamn hands behind his back and let Harold drowned him if he has to. He's no bitch. He'll do it with a smile.]

It's up to you, sir.

[ Harold seriously doubts that but has enough presence of mind not to actually type that out. Besides, he thinks it's a good general policy not to let any of his 'employees' think he's expecting them to tattle on one another -- and if Shaw and John are assuredly team by now, as Shaw so inimitably put it, then Bossie and Carver have not made it there yet.

He is abruptly extremely tired, a sensation that keeps coming over him in waves, passing by and then returning. ]

I'd like to see all of you are alive and in one piece with my own eyes, if it isn't too much of an imposition.

[There's a little relief in knowing the similarities. Pope always insisted on dressing him down in front of the others, too. He feels sick; he also feels a little steadier.]

I'm making mac and cheese, sir.

[It's all he knows to make for a group.]

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