the door of the office closes after the escorts exit, along with the regular agents usually present, leaving just the two of them and a prolonged silence that breaks only after the footsteps have drawn far enough from the door.
“ you should be aware of how unusual this situation is, ” the words come out low, his firm gaze never once leaving aiden. “ so i won't waste time explaining it to you, ” there is no protocol to refer to, no rules to follow, no similar situation to reference from the past decade. giovanni couldn't blame the air of confusion surrounding the situation.
then, he gestures towards the couch.
“ sit down. we need to talk. ”
@rrocketgrunt / cont.














