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021 [private to costigan]

[Dick sounds... cheerful... er than usual, especially considering he's been a little business mode-y/generally mopey these last few days. What could possibly be going on, Barge?]

Hey buddy! Listen, I know you said you were working on something for a couple days, but can you afford to slip away for a while? We should totally hang out, you know, catch up and stuff. It'll be great.

Oh, and how's your rib? I'm still really sorry about that, by the way. I know I've apologized like, eight times already but I still feel kinda lousy about it, you know?

[Guess who's 100% affected? :|]

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"About as much fun as we had on our little vacation together," Costigan replied with a vague grumbling. It wasn't that he was genuinely upset about it, just that it was indeed tiring.

The inmate ran a hand through his hair and then started jogging in place for a second, looking at his warden to encourage him to start up with him so they could actually get to running. Costigan figured both of them were in good enough shape to actually maintain a conversation while running, so he wasn't too worried about it.

Then something else came to mind, something he'd been trying not to think about. "You have anyone here? That you're interested in?"

"That bad, huh?" Without needing to be asked, he started jogging in place as well, and after a moment started heading off in the general direction of away from the entrance.

The question caught him a little off guard, and once again he had to consciously take a moment to compose himself, shooting a sort of nervous glance over the inmate. The answer was obvious - more obvious then it had ever been, honestly - but didn't want to just totally spill his guts to him right now, especially not with the little voice that kept telling him there was something wrong about this. Not wrong like forbidden, necessarily, but just... not accurate.

But the answer was still obvious, so in a hopefully casual tone he responded "Yeah. Why?"

He was weirdly concerned about the answer.

Costigan picked up the pace to begin jogging alongside Dick, occasionally weaving around trees but otherwise staying beside his warden. There was a decent path up ahead that they could probably jog along without risk of tripping or crashing, so the inmate began to aim for that as soon as he caught sight of it.

He was still oblivious to his warden's feelings. While it did surprise him a hint that Dick had said yes, the former undercover was glad for it. After a pause, he continued with the same efforts at nonchalance. "You think something like that could ever really work here?"

Once again the warden sort of faltered before answering, heading in the general direction of the path while still keeping a close eye on the inmate. Why was he asking about this now? Did he feel the same way the warden did? That was almost too much to ask for, especially when he knew they couldn't really do this. Wardens and inmates were supposed to be partners, not in a relationship with each other, and he wasn't sure he'd be able to be okay with testing that professional relationship with... a relationship, even if another part of him was almost desperate for him to say it didn't matter, they could be together anyway, who cared what anyone else thought. It wasn't like this was going to be any less dysfunctional then his previous relationships, and he really did like - no, he really did love the other former cop. They could make it work.

"I don't know. Maybe." He was quiet for a beat, still thinking it over. "Tim's got a girlfriend. Guess it's not impossible."

Of course, Shego wasn't his inmate, which didn't really say anything about his chances with Costigan, but it was still something.

Costigan, meanwhile, was caught up in thoughts of Mal. The one move he had made she had withdrawn from, but she had apologized and wanted to see him again, so maybe he hadn't screwed up completely. Or maybe she was going to pull that bullshit about just wanting to be friends, but he felt like maybe that would be enough to be with her. Maybe he could be strong enough to endure that. He had heard of other couples on the Barge -- Hell, Rex and Wichita had been pretty good together until she had disappeared -- but it still seemed risky. Riskier now with the plans he was beginning to form related to John too.

"Yeah, maybe." He still wasn't convinced. "If you got involved, do you think you'd keep it a secret or be open with it?"

Dick still wasn't sure he should get his hopes up about where this conversation was going, but it was definitely wandering into some very interesting territory. He wondered why he was asking, and the timing of all of it was pretty weird too, considering he'd sort of just been realizing how much he cared about him. Maybe he did really feel the same way, or maybe he just liked someone else and wanted advice, and could he handle that, if Costigan liked someone else?

"I guess that depends on what the other person wanted to do." And after another pause as he considered that, wondering what sort of repercussions coming out and telling people about his undoubtedly awesome potential relationship with his inmate, he turned the question back on Costigan. "What about you?"

Edited 2011-02-18 14:32 (UTC)

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