That Eliot missed. He'd spent most of his time working alone because for the longest time, the only person he could trust was himself. Then he'd fallen in with Nate and the rest of the crew and he'd had people he knew had his back, even if they annoyed him on a daily basis. Or at least Hardison did.
"Means you probably know each other better than the other thinks." Cal's last words were too damn true. He'd had a few people, acquaintances, where stopping over for a beer when in town had ended because they weren't there anymore. Gone. Something little, but made an impact. He couldn't imagine what it'd be like to lose a brother.