third. text. (misfire)

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I should have known that the so-called "city guard" would be all talk and no action.

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[He knows how disastrously bad it could turn out for him if he's wrong. But he's fairly confident in his calculations.

It's strange, hearing that kind of hopefulness directed at him. Mello's not used to having anyone express concern about what happens to him; he's been actually on his own since he was fifteen, and functionally so for much longer. The House was only concerned with results, not the individuals who reached for them, beyond a certain basic standard of care. It's strange, because he's not used to it, but it's not unpleasant.]

... Thanks, Sharon.

[unitas]

...Don't mention it. [ No, really, don't. It's funny how awkward something so simple as gratitude makes her. ]

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[Yeah, he can understand that.]

All right. My lips are sealed.

[unitas]

[ Hah, cute.

She hangs up. ]