Sterling snorted. "As though I'd take orders from Spencer."
"Why are you here?" Eliot asked him.
"Because you have better friends than you deserve." Sterling sent the Butcher off to a police car with a heavy pat on the back and a shove.
Eliot shook his head. Hardison and Parker would never -- "Nate?"
Sterling gave him a knowing side-eye. "It certainly wasn't your military chums." He pointed to Eliot's cheek, just milimeters from touching it. Eliot jerked his head away. "Might want to get that checked, mate. Hate for it to get infected."
And then he walked out of the alley, pleased as ever to get the last clever word in.
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Date: 2015-11-20 04:06 am (UTC)Sterling snorted. "As though I'd take orders from Spencer."
"Why are you here?" Eliot asked him.
"Because you have better friends than you deserve." Sterling sent the Butcher off to a police car with a heavy pat on the back and a shove.
Eliot shook his head. Hardison and Parker would never -- "Nate?"
Sterling gave him a knowing side-eye. "It certainly wasn't your military chums." He pointed to Eliot's cheek, just milimeters from touching it. Eliot jerked his head away. "Might want to get that checked, mate. Hate for it to get infected."
And then he walked out of the alley, pleased as ever to get the last clever word in.