It hadn’t been meant as any sort of distraction, though admittedly Bishop also was not disappointed that focusing the conversation on whatever she had going on with the doctor might in some way ease whatever pain she was feeling at the abrupt departure of Rodeo and Adelaide. Which was why him didn’t bother to avoid smirking at the way she chastised him. “Do what?” Bishop asked, attempting -- and failing -- to screw his features into a look of innocence. “I ain’t been listening to any kind of gossip, I believe it was you who told me that y’all were friends.” And well, if his words had implied something else, at least it had taken her mind off the ache in her heart.
“Didn’t think he was,” Bishop had a lot of respect for Pete, the man might not necessarily be pro- Hellhounds, but he had risked his career more than once to help them out. That said a lot about him. Although he wouldn’t dare voice it, he also thought it made Pete worthy of gaining Noa’s attention. Bishop had no right to say who Noa could or couldn’t spend her time with, it wasn’t his damn place, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t silently place every man who attempted to win Noa over under a microscope. His thoughts are pulled back to the present and away from protective thoughts as Noa makes her observation about the boys. “Ain’t no denying who their daddy is,” He joked, a smirk appearing at the edges of his mouth. “Read somewhere that babies eyes can change all the way up until they’re two, but I think they’ve also got my eyes,” While both he and Teagan had blue eyes, Bishop’s were a brighter and more piercing blue. “And I swear both boys have got this look that’s all Teagan.” He ignored the pang that came with admitting that, it still ached, the thought that their mother would never watch them grow up.
Bishop couldn’t help but chuckle some, because she was right, he didn’t have any room to talk about her or her choices. Lincoln made a small whimpering sound, a noise he had come to recognize as a hungry noise, so before he opened his mouth to respond Bishop began the task of preparing a bottle (two actually, because the boys were like clockwork and he would bet money Jackson would be hungry soon as well.). “I ain’t poking at your choices,” he replied gently. “And if I was, you know it’d just be ‘cause I care.” Bishop knew better than most how messy a person’s love life could be, and how much pain loving someone could ultimately bring into your life. But, that didn’t mean he wanted to see Noa spend the rest of her days alone and he half thought Jonny wouldn’t want to see his widow do that either.