Sara never liked being scolded.

He’s been stubborn and independent as a child, and that wasn’t going to change ever.

But… he must say, the way this firm, feisty new recruit yells at him isn’t something he doesn’t like. Hell, he even says stupid shit just to hear him yell.

He sat back in his chair with his legs spread as his head propped on his hand with a smirk as he listened to the other man yell.

“Whatever ya’ say, pretty boy.” Sara crooned, poking at him.