"It's your file." [This statement was intended as an acceptance of Slade's wish.
He'd been uncomfortable enough with the little they had been revealing about him on the news. He hadn't known about his previous life for three years. What gave the rest of the damn country the right to learn his real name, his rank, where he'd gone to college? What gave them the right to learn those details just by turning on the TV when he'd had to fight so hard to learn them for himself? Like hell he was going to publish Slade's file - or tell anyone anything about it without explicit permission.
Bourne was very big on privacy.]
"What's in there is strictly between us unless you give me your permission to share it out."
[Spam] - Bad LJ, no biscuit!
He'd been uncomfortable enough with the little they had been revealing about him on the news. He hadn't known about his previous life for three years. What gave the rest of the damn country the right to learn his real name, his rank, where he'd gone to college? What gave them the right to learn those details just by turning on the TV when he'd had to fight so hard to learn them for himself? Like hell he was going to publish Slade's file - or tell anyone anything about it without explicit permission.
Bourne was very big on privacy.]
"What's in there is strictly between us unless you give me your permission to share it out."