I N P E R S O N || daniel + dylan
The male tipped his head to her, the man held his silence it’s all he could do in the moment. “We all seem to have a little parental issues it makes it’s make even without realizing.” he smirked. He watched her closely. She made him tense even in his own home yet the more they exchanged words the more he found himself relaxing. “I have, I am sure you can too.” His sentence sort of trailed on a small hint of resent lingering in his tone. It was easy to play of a decent conversation but never between these to. There was always that underline of questions. Holding up his arms for a brief moment they fell to his side. “You know me Dylan, I don’t break that easy . I’m good, I am sure you knew that already.—-How are you..how’ve you been?”
She simply smiled, shaking her head. It seemed that after years, all they had between them was silence. Dylan wondered if he never had to leave someone behind to go undercover. Probably not, otherwise he would feel what it was like to be in her shoes, even if she couldn't say what was going on. Things that were easy before, at that moment seemed the most difficult things, but Dylan wouldn't let that faze her. She looked around, trying to remain calm as ever. The composed posture was all that she had. "Have you really? Or are you just holding back all the questions you want to ask?" She questioned. "Are you implying I've been spying on you, Daniel? Because that is just silly," teased Dylan, with a smirk on her face, "not bad. Work keeps me busy and there is not much left."
