[ Thing is, Carver understands that. The burden of command, he almost calls it, except he doesn't know where this woman fits in that structure. She isn't one of his but every group has its hierarchies. And there are always secrets. Things held back on the need to know.
You compartmentalize. You make it work.
He rests his head against the bars, watching her. Sounds lonely, he doesn't say. It's not that kind of moment. ]
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You compartmentalize. You make it work.
He rests his head against the bars, watching her. Sounds lonely, he doesn't say. It's not that kind of moment. ]
Gotta keep the forward momentum, right?