He catches the twitch and feels a flush of slow guilt. He knows that York is cut up about it and wishes that he could tell him. He wishes this whole charade was over. Why does on person make everything suddenly so much more difficult? He licks his lips. "Hey York? About Carolina..." He could tell him. He could make York's goddam decade. And that would probably destroy the job and bring Carolina and Charon down on him. "I'm sorry."

He means it but it isn't what he wishes he could say.

"Wow thanks for your unflagging support there York," he says dryly.