There's a pang of worry in Eliot's chest and he wonders just how Carter will fare by himself here. Without himself here to protect him.
No, Moreau will protect him now. He doesn't have to worry about him.
...that felt so wrong but it was the only way out of this.
"So...uh...how's the new...thing going?" He wasn't sure what to call it, but he hopes Carter knows what he means.
Wow, he probably shouldn't be talking about it, this was going to make it worse. He quickly takes off his apron and dumps it on a chair, walks over to the fridge and grabs two beers, opening them both and putting one in front of Carter.
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There's a pang of worry in Eliot's chest and he wonders just how Carter will fare by himself here. Without himself here to protect him.
No, Moreau will protect him now. He doesn't have to worry about him.
...that felt so wrong but it was the only way out of this.
"So...uh...how's the new...thing going?" He wasn't sure what to call it, but he hopes Carter knows what he means.
Wow, he probably shouldn't be talking about it, this was going to make it worse. He quickly takes off his apron and dumps it on a chair, walks over to the fridge and grabs two beers, opening them both and putting one in front of Carter.