during some of his leave the task force had dragged him off to a bar. He spent most of the night in the corner annoyed. He hated this type of setting..Until he saw you. The first person to give him a sense of comfort, and he didn’t even know you. Yet his eyes followed you from his dark corner of the bar. He was in awe of you, completely infatuated. This was something he’d never felt. He was…peaceful… looking at you.