It's strange--he feels like he's gotten through to Carter, but not in the way he wanted.

But he'd gotten through.

And then Eliot's caught completely off guard, and it takes him a second to formulate an answer, working his mouth a bit before sound actually comes out.

"Uh, yeah. Close. Real close." Close enough that Nate was probably going to crawl through that window to yell at him any second now.

There's another weak smile. "They're probably really pissed that I did this."