"Guess I should've been more specific." He's not anywhere near cover, the armor's in the far corner of the room and he's sitting with his back to the terminal, fingers drumming on his thighs. "I was hoping you'd bring D with you."

Hope gets people shot but- he's got no gun, he's going to cooperate, hell, he IS cooperating.

"How? I felt him-" he stops. Grinds his teeth, thinking back to that. "Unwind."