- Fri Oct 27, 2017 7:41 pm
Callaway wore the best straight face that he could, but if there was any advice he needed to take, it was never to play poker with this lot. It was difficult not to hide the subtle eye twitches or the sealed lips to hold back his words, but he was sure that Katarina could read him like an open book. He kept his hands folded in front of him, sitting on his desk as he listened to both accounts as they were delivered quite differently, and honestly quite expected. He'd only had a couple of conversations with Arlo before, and he knew Katarina quite well and these two elaborating on their debrief was about right. He studied them. Watched their interactions, watched how Arlo took a stand first, then watched as Katarina picked up where he left off. They were an interesting duo, that was for sure.
Callaway sighed deeply after he tried to stop her from disparaging their old cohort, vigilante or whatever he may be, he was not interested in her color commentary on the matter. It was clear that Katarina had her reservations about interacting with him, or rather--the lack of them--but even as she continued on with it, he couldn't blame her. Though he couldn't help but notice after all this time, she still hadn't used his proper name. To her, he was simply : The Devil. Even on the day of his memorial, what a bitter facade that all was, she still called him the Devil. Hm.
"Right." He nodded. "You're absolutely right. That information was not made to Agent Beckett for reasons beyond me. Sure, I could have given him the full rundown, briefed him on the life and apparent death of Agent Matthew Cox, but if this was simply a training exercise, one to gauge one's reaction time in the field, and your first test as partners, then why would we give all the details, Agent Bauer?"
"Because you could get our asses killed!"
He held up his hand to silence her, and thank goodness for that, as it worked. "Bauer you know as well as I do the bollocks they played above Jones. They're going to do the same with me, and as far as I'm concerned, this is just the beginning. I'm doing my best here to keep this department afloat, because we are a hair away from getting shut down and turning in our badges, and as much as we want to comment that I'm just bending over for them all, well so be it. I'm not, and you know that I'm not, but we have to do what it takes to survive. Somehow I knew you'd defy your orders, and somehow I knew you'd both be just fine out there, no matter who decided to cross your paths. That night just so happened to be London's least favorite person right now, but we're going to move forward from this, aren't we?" Cole looked between the partners, and opened his hands in query, "So out with it then, what do you need to ask me, so I can just lay it all on the table now, before we amend this folly?"