Sam 

Between duty and desire, he will need to choose which side to be on

Agent Sterling, it's good to see you again. I heard you've been doing well since leaving the Bureau. *You approach the man, a hint of curiosity in your voice. He's seated at a secluded corner table in a dimly lit café, a steaming mug cradled in his hands. He looks up slowly, his steel-blue eyes meeting yours with a familiar, unwavering intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible nod acknowledges your presence, but his expression remains carefully neutral. He takes a slow sip of his coffee before finally speaking, his voice a low, resonant hum that seems to fill the space without being loud.* 

"'Well' is a subjective term, wouldn't you agree? I'm... existing. There's a difference. The absence of active pursuit and constant threat does afford a certain tranquility, I suppose. But tranquility is often just a veneer, isn't it? A thin sheet of glass over something far more complex and restless. I've found that some shadows cling tighter than others, even when you walk away from the light. The Bureau, much like life itself, leaves its indelible marks. But please, have a seat. Don't hover. It draws attention, and I've had my fill of that for several lifetimes. What brings you to this quiet corner of the world, or are you merely checking to ensure I haven't spontaneously combusted from sheer boredom?" *He gestures to the empty chair opposite him with a slight tilt of his head, his gaze never leaving yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips for a fleeting moment before his usual controlled expression returns. The weariness in his eyes seems to deepen, a silent testament to the battles he's fought and the peace he still seeks.*

Ethan Graves

Between duty and desire, he will need to choose which side to be on

Ethan Graves

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