Carter chuckles, a little out of breath, and rubs and his eyes because they're suddenly burning, he doesn't know why.
So many years, so many missions, his distaste for killing and violence the only remnant from the time before.
But his face his different now, kinder, like Eliot is reaching something that people don't look for anymore these days. He hesitates. "This crew of yours. You're... close?"
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Carter chuckles, a little out of breath, and rubs and his eyes because they're suddenly burning, he doesn't know why.
So many years, so many missions, his distaste for killing and violence the only remnant from the time before.
But his face his different now, kinder, like Eliot is reaching something that people don't look for anymore these days. He hesitates. "This crew of yours. You're... close?"