Billy hesitates still. This wasn't just getting answers out of a guy. This was pouring his demons back down his throat after he'd been rid of them. He was just a grunt, probably less important than himself or Johnny. He'd just been following orders, even if he did do something....no. He worked for men worse than Mike. Billy had done this exact same thing in the past to men like this. Water. Alcohol. It didn't matter.
This was no different than any mission. And with only a minimal amount of blood involved, he could get his head back into the right place. It was no different than getting details out of a French terrorist.
Resolute once more, he moved to join Mike. He couldn't patch the leaks in the wall, but he could ignore them for now. He took the towel from Mike. Adjusted it. Made it more secure. He just gave a nod. Ready.
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Date: 2015-07-19 09:41 am (UTC)This was no different than any mission. And with only a minimal amount of blood involved, he could get his head back into the right place. It was no different than getting details out of a French terrorist.
Resolute once more, he moved to join Mike. He couldn't patch the leaks in the wall, but he could ignore them for now. He took the towel from Mike. Adjusted it. Made it more secure. He just gave a nod. Ready.