[Kristin catches the smile that he tries to hide. It doesn't matter to her very much - she knows he's amused, delighted even, by the misery of his other self. She might have called it sick before, but she's come to expect so, so little from this man at this point.

Little other than arrogance and warped personality, that is.

When he smiles, she smiles right back - chilly. A mirror. Or maybe she finds his amusement amusing in her own way.]

That poor man indeed. He was shot to death because he wasn't afraid of the bullets. The dating pool was the least of his concerns.

And the child? The child may never be the same. His file said that he should be dead, but he's just...trapped in terror. Maybe forever.