Re: Tim/Kensi
"Wanted? Or want?" she asked, noticing his use of the past tense. She cut into her steak and took a bite of it, pausing to savour it. "Wow, this is good. But back to what I was saying, I guess we're pretty into our jobs and assume everybody wants to do what we do. It's just... Tim, it's your choice. If we can leave and you can go home without a problem then go have your land, build your house and be with your family. That's not not achieving something. But if you want to stay or do this as a career or whatever then that's fine too. It's your choice in the end and you don't even have to think about until we actually can get home," She smiled at him. "Don't sweat the small stuff, right?"
"You don't want Morgan to come with and profile your friends?" she asked, an innocent look on her face.
"I hope you're not saying it's my fault," she said with a snort. She continued to eat her steak until Tim sat down, her stomach finally feeling a little better. Football had made her hungrier than she thought and whilst the desserts looked tempting, she had no reason to eat her feelings in cake. "Much happier. Do you guys barbecue like this a lot back home?"