No. I don't think they would have. I think they would have realized that the organisation they were working for was evil and split before it got that far.
[What she WANTS is for him to be locked up. But she can't say that, not without setting him off. She takes a while to think about it.]
What I want? What I want is to be able to trust you again. But I can't. So you tell me. How can I trust that you're telling the truth, when you say you won't hurt my friends?
[That should do it, she thinks. Let him believe you're still naive, that there's hope for him yet-- to prove himself. Dangle the possibility in front of him like a carrot.]
You know, this seems familiar somehow. I wonder where...
Oh, yes. I remember now. I remember there was a time in the good old days when it was me who betrayed the team's trust. I was in your doghouse for weeks, and I didn't even kill anybody. I remember I was slapped on the wrist with an internet tracking nanny, and nobody would give me an easy, one-task only way to prove myself. No, I had to earn it. I had to continuously prove myself, again and again, putting myself out there in missions and proving I had our team's best interests at heart over and over for weeks. And what I did was small-time compared to you.
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[What she WANTS is for him to be locked up. But she can't say that, not without setting him off. She takes a while to think about it.]
What I want? What I want is to be able to trust you again. But I can't. So you tell me. How can I trust that you're telling the truth, when you say you won't hurt my friends?
[That should do it, she thinks. Let him believe you're still naive, that there's hope for him yet-- to prove himself. Dangle the possibility in front of him like a carrot.]
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Christ she's adorable.
And he's a mess because his chest hurts. He can't think. His throat hurts.]
Because I see you've finally learned how the game is played.
How does it feel?
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I'm not playing any game, Ward. I mean it.
Prove to me that I can trust you.
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You're not my SO skye. Or my CO for that matter. Give me a task.
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Oh, yes. I remember now. I remember there was a time in the good old days when it was me who betrayed the team's trust. I was in your doghouse for weeks, and I didn't even kill anybody. I remember I was slapped on the wrist with an internet tracking nanny, and nobody would give me an easy, one-task only way to prove myself. No, I had to earn it. I had to continuously prove myself, again and again, putting myself out there in missions and proving I had our team's best interests at heart over and over for weeks. And what I did was small-time compared to you.
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...I suppose then.
This won't be the last time we see each other.
[Disconnect. He won't be responding again]
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Unbeknownst to Ward, she throws her comm across the room in exasperation.]