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"Hell, we all worry. You know, when Jordan looked at you on that Apocalypse Mission I was like- s**t, man, it's all over. He's not going to want a thing to do with me." He returned the firm hold on Rep's hand. "Jordan looking all smitten and s**t. I mean, I could tell by looking how bad he had it for you. I thought maybe you guys had been like, involved all that time."

His half-smile was uncertain.

"I don't want to lose you guys either. Even if I know it's stupid. I'm just setting myself up for..." Harrison's grip tightened. "...for s**t that's not going to happen, as long as I got something to say about it."

"There's no extra guy," Harrison pulled out his phone. "That's how we got to this set up in the first place," He smiled, "Jordan's out looking for you too."



"Good and true," Harrison said, "not a lot of that in this world. Certainly not that types like you and me are a part of. You get offed on account of bureaucracy and I give up." The words were light, but his expression darkened.

At the mention of Jordan, that old twinge of anxiousness came back just a bit, it was more guilt than anything else though, he really didn't enjoy letting him down all the time. He didn't want to see him disappointed he'd slipped up again. He didn't want to be given up on just yet, it was a setback, he intended to fix it. "I hope he doesn't think I started the argument on purpose. It wasn't intentional it just kind of happened."

He nodded though in agreement. There weren't many things in the world without a catch, without something overlooked that would come back later, without clauses and terms not quite read. But he was willing to accept that this could be one of those things, because the more he worried, the more he threatened to be his own ruin. "If I get offed on bureaucracy I'll come back and haunt the bastards." he smirked

It was surprising how much better he felt, even despite everything that had happened. Maybe it was that it was hard to stay anxious with the sun shining and the sea carelessly lapping at the sand, maybe it was the security he couldn't help but feel with Harrison nearby. Maybe just maybe it was dealing with problems he hadn't realised the magnitude of.

Regardless of the reasons, he couldn't help but smile as he watched Jordan approach, apologetic but hopeful. As he sat down he almost held his breath, but the arm around his waist leant him breath again.

"Sorry." It was the first thing he felt he owed Jordan of all people.

He raised a brow. What a strange way to phrase it. "Its hard not to get caught when I tend to wreck everything around me I guess. Might be easier if Tracey wasn't so huge."

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He stretched lazily, an unsubtle excuse to hug them both. He was lucky. Ridiculously ******** lucky."And I wouldn't have been caught I guess, if Jerry wasn't such a ******** grass. He's not told anyone else yet right?"

"Hard to do that without a layout of the cameras," Harrison added, almost absently. "Maybe Rin has it right, switching to Life for a while. They've got a hell of a lot of equipment over there. Not that I'd know what to do with it, and letting B0nez anywhere near it's just asking for it."

He seemed to become aware of himself.

"Not that, uh. Maybe you just ought to remember, it's easier to replace divets, and nobody's going to make you pay for them."

"Cameras pretty much everywhere," Jordan said. "It's safer to assume that there are cameras anywhere indoors. Except maybe the dorms. I've checked over my room, and as far as I can tell, no cameras there." He leaned in a little, touched his lips almost absently to the corner of Rep's jaw in a brushing kiss. "It's why I asked you to come out to the training fields for that talk, except that I didn't figure on the God-damned audience on the lab roof. I think it's safe here, though."

He sighed quietly. "Me, I use the Shadow Run to blow off tension. Keeps me from doing anything stupid where anyone can see."

There was the faintest hint of awe in the sidelong glance he gave Jordan for his comments. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to always be so acutely aware of things. He hadn't even given the cameras more than a passing thought, hadn't even considered for a second that the training fields might be free of them. Didn't even think that they could be fully on their own here.

"Yeah. That didn't go like..great." He tensed up uncomfortably at the memory, the idea of a roof full of gawking people he hated, watching him at his most open and vulnerable. "I guess it ended well but it wasn't like, ideal. " It pushed things much faster than he was ready to deal with, left him reeling, still reeling in some ways.

"And I guess I would do something like that. But there's the problem of not being able to hold back the anger long enough to get to the run. I tend to just..get kind of like.. carried away in the moment."

He couldn't help but relax with both of them so close, with Jordan's reassuring kisses addling his thoughts at least enough to keep the worries and paranoia at bay. "I'm still not daring enough." He could be relatively okay with how things were, he could tolerate people knowing, but there was still a lot to overcome before he could really enjoy their new found freedoms.

"Its just realising ye-" he interrupted himself as Jordan directly addressed Tracey who snapped to attention with jarring force.



Rep flinched at the volume. "******** hell. He. He says..he can tell me when I get angry? I dunno how helpful that is though since I tend to like, blot him out when I am."



"He says he'll find a way but I don't know."