There was a slight crack to Justin's grim exterior. "Well, the situation was reversed, and you did do the same." A small smile. "That didn't work then either, as you said."
He sighed and ran his hands along his face, as if wiping away his feelings of the last several moments. "Maybe I should take you up on that offer, of practicing. I guess it couldn't hurt."
An idea popped into his head and his face lit up. "Hey, Ern, think we might be able to use the DMLE gym? I bet there're a few fit officers that might like to help."