[ he and dick have fallen into a closeness that surprises people — including himself. not since mack edged his way into fitz's labstation has someone managed to slip past the walls built in the wake of the framework. and so quickly, too, a reassuring and steady presence in his life, pulling him away from the rim of jagged ledge (like markus and bobbi both), where he's like to fall at any moment.

so worry shows in the lines of his face, despite his measured assessment. ]

Standard contusions after a close-combat run-in. Minor injuries. Nothing broken. I even checked his ribs. [ shaking his head. ] Just bruised. Think there were others with him. Back-up. But they split up, and when he got to our flat, he seemed — rattled, underneath the skin.

[ The bond reveals all, as ever. Fitz means to imply didn't push because it would be unfair to do so. ]

He said he didn't think he was followed. [ a noise, caught somewhere between exasperated and frustrated. ] Came in through the bloody window, anyway.

[ while injured!! stupid!! it does decrease the chances of a tail on foot, of course, although the digital trail is what concerns him. ]