[ Assassination. Quiet murder. These are not exactly concepts Elliot is unfamiliar with, but they're also not something he's often exposed to. In his world it's guns, sudden and loud and jarring, more likely in a public place than the privacy of your own sanctum. So while he sees this demonstration of Joshua's capability, he doesn't try and pick it up, try and learn it the way he's offering his own skills to learn. It feels too distasteful, somehow, especially when— ]
( Seriously? You seem like just a kid. )
[ Kids hate to be told they're just kids, so he kind of regrets saying that immediately, but he still means it: the guy doesn't look old enough to have that kind of skill. But the memories are right there, and he can't deny it. ]
( But I guess you can handle yourself. That's good. Makes it easier to work together. )
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( Seriously? You seem like just a kid. )
[ Kids hate to be told they're just kids, so he kind of regrets saying that immediately, but he still means it: the guy doesn't look old enough to have that kind of skill. But the memories are right there, and he can't deny it. ]
( But I guess you can handle yourself. That's good. Makes it easier to work together. )