"And I should've. There's no excuse. I was just...afraid, afraid somethin' would tie Moreau back to me, get on his list, message gets intercepted, what if you'd been compromised...and yeah, Hardison could've, but...by that point it'd already been some time and I just...let it go. Maybe you were dead."
He knocks back a good amount of the second bottle, before wiping his mouth and snarling. "I was jus' afraid, okay!? Afraid of what you'd say t'me!"
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He winces, a long sigh escaping him.
"And I should've. There's no excuse. I was just...afraid, afraid somethin' would tie Moreau back to me, get on his list, message gets intercepted, what if you'd been compromised...and yeah, Hardison could've, but...by that point it'd already been some time and I just...let it go. Maybe you were dead."
He knocks back a good amount of the second bottle, before wiping his mouth and snarling. "I was jus' afraid, okay!? Afraid of what you'd say t'me!"