[Bourne looked down at the new statement on the paper, and met Costigan's eyes. A threat. A veiled one - something he really did not need right now - but it was a threat on the side of the angels. No matter how pissed he was, no matter how justifiable the punishment, other wardens with softer hearts would disagree.
The asset wasn't a law unto himself anymore. He was part of a hierarchy again. And from what little he could remember of that Army officer he had been, Captain David Webb, he knew that such harsh measures would not have flown.
But you were never a hostage, were you David? You walked into Treadstone - into Blackbriar - of your own free will.
I did, countered his rational side as his former self - perhaps he was cracking under the strain - but there's a fine line between punishment and revenge. You're crossing it. You have a higher authority to answer to - your fellow wardens and the Admiral. Trust Costigan. He's trying to help you.
Help. Now that was rare. He wasn't used to that. He wasn't sure how he felt about it either. A phrase flashed into his head from his Army days: Battle buddy.
Help was okay if it came from a person you trusted implicitly. If he trusted no-one else on board, he trusted Costigan.
Spam - And Bourne is the strict ex-military stepdad the kid doesn't like. :c
[Bourne looked down at the new statement on the paper, and met Costigan's eyes. A threat. A veiled one - something he really did not need right now - but it was a threat on the side of the angels. No matter how pissed he was, no matter how justifiable the punishment, other wardens with softer hearts would disagree.
The asset wasn't a law unto himself anymore. He was part of a hierarchy again. And from what little he could remember of that Army officer he had been, Captain David Webb, he knew that such harsh measures would not have flown.
But you were never a hostage, were you David? You walked into Treadstone - into Blackbriar - of your own free will.
I did, countered his rational side as his former self - perhaps he was cracking under the strain - but there's a fine line between punishment and revenge. You're crossing it. You have a higher authority to answer to - your fellow wardens and the Admiral. Trust Costigan. He's trying to help you.
Help. Now that was rare. He wasn't used to that. He wasn't sure how he felt about it either. A phrase flashed into his head from his Army days: Battle buddy.
Help was okay if it came from a person you trusted implicitly. If he trusted no-one else on board, he trusted Costigan.
He took the pad back.]