"Hey, Reg." The greeting's not as peppy as it normally is- he's well aware the deputy is stressed, after all- Rusty is too, if he's honest, but if it's one trait that's made itself at home within the two remaining members of the Boone family- it's the desire to cheer others up- even in the depth of their own turmoil. So it's Rusty on the porch at sunset with his overnight bag- Another blowout with Sissy sending her to the Canne boy's house- in a way, he knows she's safe there. In another, he wishes she'd just trust his judgement. But he doesn't want to think about that, smiling slightly as the door opens and he shifts up on his tiptoes to wind arms around Reggie's neck, dragging him down into a kiss hello. "Sorry about the short notice but, I figured you could use a little company- and I'm off tonight- Duck's still on his tear about me 'getting out of my head' about what's been happening, and he wouldn't even let me into the station today." He sighs, another kiss set against the corner of the older man's lips. "How you holding up, big guy?"
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