While he knew the older had moments of absolute mania, and that the other sniper was far better at picking up on them then he ever would be? It didn't mean he had to like it. It felt wrong, watching him suffer like he did and his gaze flickered away for a moment rather then voice such a thing
He scowled at that, only slightly offended. He did his job, and did it well. At least, he thought so anyway. "Or you could listen to my worries and at least try." As if to punctuate it, he jerked the other's head further, a brief flash of worry in his gaze. "Please?" He tried