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@ oscar_mike
[After blowing the lid off Hakim's compound and sending Reyes running, 76 starts to realize before long that they're going to need a better plan, something beyond 'haphazard reunion'. He can make things up on the fly, sure, but now it isn't just him, so preferably he needs a course of action that doesn't involve continuing to walk up to the front doors of Talon complexes and standing in front of security cameras, as much as he'd like to continue to do so.
He's been on his own for six long years, so traveling with someone else has proven to be an adjustment. It helps that it's Ana, who falls in step so easily with him that it's almost supernatural (as if no time has passed at all, to say nothing of circumstance), but acclimating himself to the presence of another person (even the closest of friends) is difficult. He's not the man he used to be, though he feels Ana bringing that out in him, digging things up that he tried so desperately to bury--perhaps more than he'd like.
There is something to be said for having someone at your back, however. It makes his mission easier, even if he knows, on some level, that he'll inevitably walk them both down a path that doesn't lead anywhere good.
They're merging safe houses, at least until it's time to leave Egypt entirely (which he imagines will be soon, given the scene he caused), and after a quick trip to gather his equipment, he's meeting Ana at hers. This is her turf, technically speaking, and he knows he should defer to her after cocking up her operation so thoroughly. It's the closest he'll get to an apology.
Because when he gets down to it, there are a lot of things unsaid between the two of them--things he thinks they could stand to talk about, but he is nothing if not very, very good at compartmentalization, telling himself that he can bring up the tougher subjects once things have settled. Then, it's easy not to bring them up at all, focusing on more immediate tasks like gathering supplies and planning their next move, fighting down the twist of something in his chest that he didn't think was still there.
He'll get around to it. But then again, he told himself he'd get around to talking things out with Reyes, too.
For now, he's making sure he isn't followed, hauling his equipment to where she's holed up, letting himself in with the codes she gave him. Just go through the motions--don't bring up what's eating at you.]
Your place is nicer than mine.
[An idle comment after a cursory inspection as he wanders into the main living area, such as it is. He moves around more than she does, he imagines, and Jack settles for whatever works, which more often than not means 'an actual hole in the wall'.]
Brought you some things.
He's been on his own for six long years, so traveling with someone else has proven to be an adjustment. It helps that it's Ana, who falls in step so easily with him that it's almost supernatural (as if no time has passed at all, to say nothing of circumstance), but acclimating himself to the presence of another person (even the closest of friends) is difficult. He's not the man he used to be, though he feels Ana bringing that out in him, digging things up that he tried so desperately to bury--perhaps more than he'd like.
There is something to be said for having someone at your back, however. It makes his mission easier, even if he knows, on some level, that he'll inevitably walk them both down a path that doesn't lead anywhere good.
They're merging safe houses, at least until it's time to leave Egypt entirely (which he imagines will be soon, given the scene he caused), and after a quick trip to gather his equipment, he's meeting Ana at hers. This is her turf, technically speaking, and he knows he should defer to her after cocking up her operation so thoroughly. It's the closest he'll get to an apology.
Because when he gets down to it, there are a lot of things unsaid between the two of them--things he thinks they could stand to talk about, but he is nothing if not very, very good at compartmentalization, telling himself that he can bring up the tougher subjects once things have settled. Then, it's easy not to bring them up at all, focusing on more immediate tasks like gathering supplies and planning their next move, fighting down the twist of something in his chest that he didn't think was still there.
He'll get around to it. But then again, he told himself he'd get around to talking things out with Reyes, too.
For now, he's making sure he isn't followed, hauling his equipment to where she's holed up, letting himself in with the codes she gave him. Just go through the motions--don't bring up what's eating at you.]
Your place is nicer than mine.
[An idle comment after a cursory inspection as he wanders into the main living area, such as it is. He moves around more than she does, he imagines, and Jack settles for whatever works, which more often than not means 'an actual hole in the wall'.]
Brought you some things.