Knox | "Llarke"
This is... probably not canon. Probably..
"You were supposed to disarm the explosives."
"And you were supposed to keep things off my back while I worked," Llarke snapped back, storming through the hideout's entrance and well into the front room it opened into. He didn't look back at Knox shutting the door behind him, just chucked his rucksack at the lounge sofa then stomped his way into the supply closet. "What caught your iron-will attention span this time, Dei sa-Teio? A butterfly? Kittens? Something else completely absurd to get distracted over?" His voice lowered to a mutter as he asked the latter question, filling his arm with medical supplies.
Around the corner he could hear Knox rifling through the study room. "I was preoccupied with some unexpected company of my own, Thistle, which-- as I recall, it is your obligation to keep watch for incoming threats."
[ 3BPs awarded ]