[He can never get anything past him, can he?

For once, Nick doesn't mind it. He - likes that memory, actually. It feels like it means something, something important.]

Don't look at me like that. It's not your fault.

[There's a long moment of silence while Nick just thinks about that, moving his thumb in absent patterns over the back of his partner's hand.]

The people we're going up against, they're not cops anymore, either. Not with the choices they made.