Whistler rubbed the bridge of his nose which was finally healing, not that she asked. He should've put a block up, shown her just the two possible futures, omit the sexy times one. He wasn't able to deal with the suggestion, he could only imagine how Rhiannon took it.
"Don't shoot the messenger!" the Agent croaked. "It ain't wishful thinkin', if that's what you're implyin'."
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on 2013-10-02 07:22 pm (UTC)"Don't shoot the messenger!" the Agent croaked. "It ain't wishful thinkin', if that's what you're implyin'."
Okay, maybe there was a little wishful thinking.