That did make sense. It was a been there, done that moment for them and Lindsey didn't have to explain, which he was thankful for. "Anyone subjected to that damn perpituity clause." That wasn't the way he wanted his second afterlife to go, on call to the Senior Partners' beckoning.
Once Lilah was inside, he hit the button for his floor and leaned back against the wall opposite her, watching his former partner in crime with a guarded expression while internally several emotions roiled. He'd be loathe to admit it but there was a degree of nostalgia, back when he thought he knew what he was doing, believed in the firm, and hadn't seen how they really worked. Anger, frustration, and the need to get blitzed once again off his ass made a compelling counterweight.
"I already told them to back off because I was sick of getting crowded. Apparently they have a disorder where one said thing means just the opposite," he muttered, a hint of growl underlaying the words. "Somehow I don't see them being capable of nostalgia."