Booker nodded as Casey mentioned his time serving. Both men could relate on that matter, despite not discussing their respective experiences in the past. Their approach to handling law enforcement was, while at first glance similar, distinctly separated by an appreciation for details. Casey’s ‘cowboy crimefighting’ always seemed like a lax collection of precautions barely keeping his actions lawful while agents like Booker operated down in the trenches with the majority of law enforcement.<br/>Despite this, however, Booker was not so opinionated that he didn’t see the need for Casey and was indeed grateful for it as was the case right now. Characters for the news to faun over was a net positive he figured, especially if it let the rest of them do their jobs. Booker had never come close to such renown in the public eye, not that he had even tried. His sparse mentions in the newspapers were more often than not scathing, in some fourth-page opinion pieces of desk journalists, fresh out of college and convinced their writing would make a difference somehow.<br/><span style="color: #BF0000">“I’m guessing you’re up to date on Garrison then- no sign of him in over a month. He popped back up a few times after the containment facility but went to ground just as fast. Not like him to avoid making a ruckus.”</span>Booker said, idly supervising an officer who fished a thick zip tie from his chest rig and restrained the criminal under Casey.<br/><span style="color: #BF0000">“Ain’t no reason for him to be so shy that I can see. He did a number on Mongrel and you were out of the game for a minute there.”</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Colour rushed to Kira’s cheeks in response to Sabina. She had of course noticed the boy during the class. Her unwaveringly shy nature only allowed for a few furtive glances in his direction, but those had been enough to agree with Sabina.<br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">“Y-yeah he was cute, I uhm- suppose,”</span>Kira stammered in response. But the thought of actually going to talk to him caused a knot to form in her stomach. Kira bit her lower lip as a wave of imagined embarrassment from a hypothetical situation materialised as though it had just happened in reality.<br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">“But I don’t think he was interested or anything like that,”</span>She added quickly, walking a fraction faster beside Sabina as she tried to avoid the topic.