“Guess you’re right. Usually doesn’t stop anyone from tryin’ though … They say a lotta things about me and Mistah J. That was always Waller’s game ya know. Explotin’ people’s weaknesses. The people they care about.” Harley looked up to meet the man’s eye and then back down again as she continued. “Makes her somethin’ of a sociopath herself. There’s some serious issues under that bossiness.” While beating around the bush, to an extent, the blonde did have an underlying point. “YET, it’s her ya always sided with at the end of the day. Surprised ya haven’t shot that gun at me already like the last time. Knock me out cold t’a lock me back in that place again.”
“Yeah… I know.” Rick muttered, on a sigh, without specifying which part he identified with most. Since he’d been around for the similar “low blows” toward J and Quinn. Along with Waller holding everything against him. The Squad itself, Harley and the other crazies, had come first, then June entered the picture. Rick only ever wanted to not only survive this Hell, but see it through, step out, with all the others alive at his side. It seemed that, in the end, he’d met that goal. Though they weren’t together and the mission was far from a success. You just can’t have everything… A weak snort left the Colonel after the ol’ doctor shared her personal psych eval. on Waller. It seemed accurate to a novice like Richard. The slight glimmer of a smirk vanished within a second and Rick turned his gaze back onto Harley, attentive, “… You really think you were the only ones Amanda held something precious over?“ Before Harley could bark a laugh at his expense, accuse Moone of being his excuse, Flag added, “I’d rather see you alive, behind bars, than your pretty brains dripping off a wall. … Looks like my decision worked out in the end. Seeing as you’re still breathing, free, and she can’t use your life against me anymore.“ The sly smirk returned, at a risk, but he didn’t flinch. “That is if you don’t get caught again.”