"It wasn't your fault, dear boy." He cupped his jaw, stroking his cheek with his thumb. "And the work needs to come first, I understand that. I have the feeling it was usually me saying that. The world is still in turmoil, agents will be needed on the field, but while you're not needed, I'm planning on keeping you here with me."

Another small shrug. "It is what it is. You're young, but you're definitely a man, not a boy, whatever I keep calling you."