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[conning]

"It's Caffrey. Remember the value of plausible deniability. I'll get back to you."

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[conning]

Tell me about it. I'm a little offended I didn't have any clear connections to you or Eiffel.

[cactusy]

I didn't know him, either. I guess the first breach was just random.

[conning]

Well, I'm glad it put the three of us together, either way. [A pause, and he allllmost leaves it at that, but he's trying to be more honest about these things.] You and Eiffel help me remember not to take things so seriously all the time.

[cactusy]

You are literally the only person who's ever said that to me.

[conning]

[A surprised laugh.]

Yeah, well. First time for everything.

[cactusy]

I got a question for you, though. When we're all doing a little better - how would you feel about getting drinks with Graham and me? No strings attached, just hanging out.

[conning]

[She can probably almost hear the record scratch that is his brain during the moment of silence that follows.]

That. Depends, I think.

[cactusy]

On?

[conning]

On why you're asking.

[cactusy]

I'm trying to foster mutual goodwill, or whatever.

[conning]

I don't have bad will.

[cactusy]

Fostering mutual better will?

I know you don't hate the guy.

[conning]

[S U S]

Does he want this, or does Malcolm want this, or do you want this?

[cactusy]

I suggested it. Graham agreed. Bright wasn't involved, at least not that I'm aware of.

[conning]

…If you want me to do it, I’ll do it. [ONLY FOR YOU, SHAW.]

[cactusy]

From what I've seen, you guys are both kind of weird about each other. I'd like to see if we can make it less weird, yeah. I'm not... trying to corner you into anything, and I don't have any ulterior motives beyond that.

[conning]

I don’t… like him. [It’s a barely audible mutter, Neal taking his turn as the sullen one.] But he’s your inmate, and I care about you. So sure.

[cactusy]

Why don't you like him?

[conning]

Because I don’t. Do I need a logical reason?

[cactusy]

Nope. I just wondered if there was one.

[conning]

[The prickliness leaves his voice.] There isn’t. I can at least admit that.

[cactusy]

If you're worried that's gonna offend me or piss me off, it doesn't.

[conning]

I actually wasn’t. [A little amused, a lot fond.] Which is probably why I said it.

[cactusy]

Okay, cool.

[And while they're putting their cards on the table...]

He thinks you have a thing for Bright.

[conning]

[There's a long, pregnant pause, and his tone is decidedly less friendly when he answers, though it's not at Shaw in particular.]

I changed my mind.