"I know." If anything, he and Gabriel would understand the implications better than anyone else because they had always been in the thick of it. If more than Talon was involved, then they would be fighting an uphill battle, but fight they would. They had been born to fight, and they did it well. He liked to think that he was prepared.
He looked at the bed where they were sitting, seeing how filthy it was. Blood, grime, dirt and god knew what else was staining the sheets. They would be gone by tomorrow and he knew that they would at least burn the sheets so evidence of their stay here would not be obvious. They had to cover their tracks until they knew who their enemies were. "We can sleep on top of the comforter?" He reached up to run his fingers over the line of sutures on his face and then touched his hair that was grey and black with debris. "I don't think there's hope for my face. I'm pretty recognizable no matter what I do. I should hide it completely." A man with his face held together with sutures would leave quite the impression and draw attention.
He hummed in agreement. They were going to need to find a way to be comfortable, even if they were choking down eight pills of common pain killers. "I know. We're in this together as we always have been. We'll steal what we need to for now." Pay it back later, if there was opportunity.
He was safe enough now, resting here on Gabe's back while they waited for their meal to heat up in its packaging. Yet, he couldn't help but stiffen at the comment, even if he knew it was true. He swallowed hard and slowly nodded his head. "...yeah, we do. The preliminary reports will be false because of the confusion."
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He looked at the bed where they were sitting, seeing how filthy it was. Blood, grime, dirt and god knew what else was staining the sheets. They would be gone by tomorrow and he knew that they would at least burn the sheets so evidence of their stay here would not be obvious. They had to cover their tracks until they knew who their enemies were. "We can sleep on top of the comforter?" He reached up to run his fingers over the line of sutures on his face and then touched his hair that was grey and black with debris. "I don't think there's hope for my face. I'm pretty recognizable no matter what I do. I should hide it completely." A man with his face held together with sutures would leave quite the impression and draw attention.
He hummed in agreement. They were going to need to find a way to be comfortable, even if they were choking down eight pills of common pain killers. "I know. We're in this together as we always have been. We'll steal what we need to for now." Pay it back later, if there was opportunity.
He was safe enough now, resting here on Gabe's back while they waited for their meal to heat up in its packaging. Yet, he couldn't help but stiffen at the comment, even if he knew it was true. He swallowed hard and slowly nodded his head. "...yeah, we do. The preliminary reports will be false because of the confusion."