TJ was skimming on the sidelines between traitor and OEA. The ever unknown variable that couldn't grasp the straws of responsibility for them... but his responsibility had never been to them. Nothing had changed really, only that another party more or less forced him to another side, giving him responsibility for another matter, something which he had to ease into without suspicions.
The problem was, getting Laine alone these days seemed almost impossible.
Maybe it was the shuffle going on within the OEA. TJ didn't know the exact details, but he hadn't seen Alexander, so it was easy to suspect something had gone down, but he had another reason why he needed to speak to Laine beyond the agendas others set him. If he started there, maybe he could make something out of it.
That's why he was here, confronting her in her own damn office, as it was most convenient. He was pretty sure she had needed to speak to him anyway, so it worked out.
"You know, you could have at least given me the heads up about that asshole of a partner you were sending my way." That asshole being Bejo, another apparent OEA delinquent. "I actually thought you were pairing me with my dog. Weird how they share the same name, isn't it?" That was TJ's everlasting curse, weirdness, weirdness that he always brought directly to Laine. "The guy is always growling like one, so maybe I should give him a stick to fetch." He said with a shrug. "But I'm not doing it. Not that guy. Give him to someone else." Shaking his head. "I told you, Laine, I'm not your fucking monkey, hell, apparently I even gave you an actual monkey to make my point clear."
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