Re: [Yelling, maybe: Steve, Janus, Atticus]
"Why do you have itchy skin?" Steve didn't ask the middle distance, but Janus. He watched the other man fold into himself in a chair at the table, and he sighed again. He watched Atticus peel away from the counter and situate himself at the far end of the table. Steve sipped his coffee.
"I didn't want anyone implicated, if things went badly," was Steve's reply to Janus, and his gaze shifted to the man, steady and unwavering. "Nothing happened. I made a statement, they didn't like it, they pulled me in, we had a talk, they let me go. I understand you're both upset and I'm sorry, but it was something I needed to do."