Unhappy Spy is a dangerous Spy.

[not_onyourside]

I do not like zhis place anymore. Take me back to zhe ozzer one. Zhat was better. Everyone here ees cranky and irritable.

And zhey keep secrets from me. No one keeps secrets from me.

No one.

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[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees true, I had not zhought of zhat. You are een a tough position mon ami.

[hasstandards]

I'm handling it. Not much else I can do.

[not_onyourside]

[He nods, not sure what to say. Instead he grins down at his mini-scarf.]

I like zhis.

[hasstandards]

Just keep at it, and you'll be done in no time.

[Sniper switches back to the first color and starts again, his mind clearly elsewhere now.]

[not_onyourside]

You can teach me someday to do stripes like you are doing?

[Now he's worried again, what did he say?]

[hasstandards]

Huh? Yeah. It's not too hard to switch colors. Ya might just stick with the one for now until ya really get the hang of it.

[not_onyourside]

I meant een zhe future. I am still learning zhis.

[He flicks a few mistakes in his scarf.]

[hasstandards]

Right.

[He eyes his knitting, still thinking.]

We'll have to do this again.

[not_onyourside]

Oui, we will.

[He leans back across the bed to peer through the blinds.]

I should probably leave. I have promised to make Scout food for his monster movie he ees all excited about tonight.

[hasstandards]

Alright.

[Sniper wraps up his project and pushes the crate open, tucking the basket and yarn back inside.]

You just take that with you. S'not like I won't know where it is.

[not_onyourside]

Zhank you. And zhank you for teaching me zhis. Eet was fun.

[He skewers the skein of yarn with the needles, tucking it under his arm while he pulls his gloves back on. Heaven forbid he should ever be seen with a single square inch of skin showing.]

[hasstandards]

Right. No worries.

[not_onyourside]

[Spy hesitates, wanting to ask more about what's wrong, but knowing that Sniper wouldn't tell him anyway. He just sighs, opening the camper door.]

Have a good evening mon ami.

[hasstandards]

You too, mate.

[He sighs as well turning to his bed. Time to take some pills and attempt to sleep through the night.]

[not_onyourside]

[Spy is treated to the rare sight of Scout actually being speechless when he presents him with a tray of food for his monster movie marathon. He takes a long shower to get the smell of macaroni and cheese off of him and then settles in for the night. tucking his knitting into his bedside table for later. He's gonna knit that scarf, and it's gonna be lovely.]