Elliot draws a long breath through his nose. It had been so much easier when it was only him here; he didn't owe anybody anything except the Nest, and if he was the Nest and so was everyone else he met then it was all the same connection, the same debt. No parents, no companies, no long time best friends or Dark Army contacts or people he's made promises he no longer knows how to keep.

No sister.

Darlene complicates shit by a magnitude.

"Okay," he says, a little defensively, not wanting to see her seeing him, the recursion of the fear. Not wanting to have this conversation. "You know we're always going to be a team."