Let's end this spiral down, pick ourselves off the ground [W5, Sunday]

[hydrokinetics]

[It's early evening when the Bounty group gathers again. There's more to discuss now that they've had time to cope and pick themselves up again, ready to get back to work. Time is still marching on and it's nothing that they can waste.

Together again, they settle. The room is quiet for a time as they all gather their thoughts. With everything that came up this weekend? They need a new plan of action.]

Comments

[insincerely]

Not sure. I can ask her tomorrow—try and discreetly bring up what kind of handwriting she's seen?

[hydrokinetics]

Are you sure that's a good idea when we also don't know whose side she's on yet?

[impulsiveness]

Maybe make the question less obvious, then. Asking her point blank about what kind of handwriting she's seen is kind of fishy.

[hydrokinetics]

Or we don't ask her at all and we focus on Natalie and me checking it out. Dr. Lecter and Will and I are still on okay terms.

[impulsiveness]

Aye aye, Captain. Just don't get yourselves killed, please.
We've tossed enough bodies into the fire as it is.

[Hah.]

[robitussin]

I am firmly anti-dying. No worries here.

[insincerely]

Well, I wouldn't flat-out ask her something like, "Hey, been looking at people's fancy script recently?" Believe me, no one's more aware of her ambiguous allegiances than me.

But if you think it's a bad idea either way, then I won't. At any rate, there's already a lot I'm going to be dancing around with her.