It's tempting to make a quip about how he only accepts properly brewed tea, but it's probably far too early for Harold to be showing his irreverent sense of humor.

"For the moment. Perhaps I'll think of more," Harold allows. "This really goes unstated, normally, so it's a bit challenging for me to articulate it. I can't say we ever intended to ... become what we are now. It happened organically."

But he absolutely believes that John and Shaw and Root and even Fusco all understand and abide by those rules. They won't betray one another, they won't harm one another, and they'll protect each other as best they can. It just didn't ever need to be said aloud. Harold is trying very hard to figure out what these unspoken assumptions are that Carver and now Bossie have so he can address them, but it's a bit like searching for a light switch in the dark, hoping he hits the right one.