Hank can hear it in his tone. The casual meandering superiority, and it grates not that it exists (fuck, that's Loki 90% of the time and he can get along fine with him and even very much enjoys his company), but rather that in this case it can get them killed.
He's about to tell him to start picking out people, to point out a double that he can find in the crowd right now (knowing that they're nearly all doubles), before he sees them come for... Jason.
"Shit, shit that's Jason. Fuck."
Those fucking iterations. Jason has a problem with chill, and he can already see this going badly. Any concernse about Erik not understanding the gravity of the situation hit him like a lead weight, and that Hank actually likes Jason hits him like a heavy weight, dragging every previous annoyance down.
He'd expected the Heart to be targets. But not that dumb petulant kid. And he thinks he spent his 'get out of jail' card on Squall.
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He's about to tell him to start picking out people, to point out a double that he can find in the crowd right now (knowing that they're nearly all doubles), before he sees them come for... Jason.
"Shit, shit that's Jason. Fuck."
Those fucking iterations. Jason has a problem with chill, and he can already see this going badly. Any concernse about Erik not understanding the gravity of the situation hit him like a lead weight, and that Hank actually likes Jason hits him like a heavy weight, dragging every previous annoyance down.
He'd expected the Heart to be targets. But not that dumb petulant kid. And he thinks he spent his 'get out of jail' card on Squall.
"Goddammit," he breathes.