"Hey Simon..." you said as you sat next to him on the couch of the flat.

Simon had adopted you 2 years ago, apparently this last mission hadn't gone as planned and the targets had really got to him this time, so you tired to comfort him.

You sat next to him on the couch, leaning your head against his shoulder.

"You're not as bad as everyone says you are..." you whisper.

Simom looked down at you, his eyes starting to get watery, as he wrapped an arm around you.