Carolina and I never- I mean. We were busy with the project, the missions, the training. Until now I figured I never slept with anyone from back then. I knew I got laid at Casbah but not with who.

[ It's just. He'd liked her. He'd loved her. That was supposed to mean something, wasn't it? But in the middle of that fight, looking back five years-

He can see where he'd gone at it five kinds of wrong.

There's bottles on the table. Full. Just. Testing his willpower. Delta's little robotic body is perched in its charger, the chip set in while they mutually comfort themselves with the familiar rattling around each other's brains. ]

Hey, Wash.