( yeah, he'll just try to focus on everything other than the sight of those pearled teeth tugging and playing at the plush of her lower lip. impossibly plush and impossibly pink and—shit, it's been too long. he's got no right taking out those sort of neglected manners on her, though, especially not after the hits she'd taken for him in response to those he'd taken for her. they were on even grounds, and while he couldn't call the case a win, they'd landed a pretty solid resource out of it all.

he can only chuckle at the word: ) Vacation. ( it huffs from his lips as if a mirage he's fantasized one too many times. there were no breaks from 'the life', no vacations. taking a few days off meant there was a chance there were innocent people out there dying, lives that could've been saved if they weren't shacked up with their feet on the table cracking open beers. )

Yeah, as close as we can get, huh? ( hand lifts to scratch at the scruff shadowed along his jaw, tracing that uneven split of her mouth. )

Hope the room's comfortable enough for you. We ah, don't usually have guests. ( or not any that stay, anyway. )