Bennett Grantham is the second best secret agent (bwgrantham) wrote in immune_ic,
Bennett liked forgetting the bad things. In fact, he was glad to have Lucretia around for that: helping him remember to smile. And as far as that was concerned, Bennett would never rather be around anyone else, and just kick Lucretia to the curb. As far as he was concerned, she was family, and family came first. And they would have to face it, he didn't exactly see himself getting married anytime soon, or running off with anyone and leaving his partner in the dirt. He had to take care of her, just like she took care of him. They had each others' backs. They always had and they would until the day they died. At least that was the way that Bennett saw it.
He smiled, "All the time," he teased. Nodding he took another sip of tea, "I plan on it. Your ass is safe with me."
And James Bond wore a suit and still kicked ass. Certainly Bennett could too. He was actually pretty comfy in his suits. He was used to them. No, he didn't always wear one.. but that was what he had on today. "Thank you," he eyed her, "you always look nice. Even your hair is perfect. And in a post apocalyptic world! I'm jealous."
Nodding, he set his cup back down, "sure, then. We can go raid Macy's or something. Where all do--did-- they even sell coats?"