For a second, he almost feels like he's back in the office again. Which is equal parts welcome (something normal in a place that apparently lives to be abnormal) and strange.
Annie's still standing where he left her. With Joan already walking away, the purposeful steps he hears making a beeline toward the exit of the rec room, he takes the moment of her attention being turned elsewhere to take Annie's hand instead of her arm at first, squeezing it lightly and shooting her a small, reassuring smile as he does it. The touch lasts only briefly before he untangles his fingers and winds his arm around hers instead, letting her lead the way in following after their boss.
"Sounds perfect," he says, well aware that any other answer isn't what she'd be looking for. There's no place he can think of that would be completely without prying ears - not with the island changed, anyway.
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Date: 2012-01-04 12:13 am (UTC)Annie's still standing where he left her. With Joan already walking away, the purposeful steps he hears making a beeline toward the exit of the rec room, he takes the moment of her attention being turned elsewhere to take Annie's hand instead of her arm at first, squeezing it lightly and shooting her a small, reassuring smile as he does it. The touch lasts only briefly before he untangles his fingers and winds his arm around hers instead, letting her lead the way in following after their boss.
"Sounds perfect," he says, well aware that any other answer isn't what she'd be looking for. There's no place he can think of that would be completely without prying ears - not with the island changed, anyway.