"Mhmm. Maybe I'm just that badass. Maybe I'll even give you the corner piece."

They need a break, Carver thinks. Somewhere quieter, somewhere away from all this noise and bullshit he can barely understand himself, let alone explain to someone else. He'll take Bossie down to the subway hideout and cook for him, let them both breathe and accept the new status quo. The new mission. They have some time before they deploy again and Carver will have to raise the fact that he has allies here, and that Bossie will need them too.

"It's gonna be okay," Carver adds, softer. He cups a hand to the back of Bossie's head, trying to coax him to rest his head on Carver's shoulder. "Yeah? I got you."