Jess had told Fallon what he would be doing after work tonight He would not hide this completely platonic friendship with Lila;  there was nothing there more than a person who understood him. Not entirely unlike Fallon's sparring with Sterling, this was a friendship he could vent his frustrations into without judgement. It was also a good opportunity for her to work late if she needed to, without having to worry that he was home by himself. It was a weird sort of status quo they had fallen into and it was better, but Jess still felt like it was really fragile and could shatter at any minute.

Which was why he needed a woman's perspective here and who better than his best friend? It wasn't like he could ask his sisters about this. Neither one of them had an occupation to consider like Lila did and frankly, though he loved Connie and Victoria obviously, they didn't know him as well as Lila did. Sitting in a corner booth at an out of the way bar in London was as good a place as any to toss back a pint and cry into his empty cup. Hopefully Lila could set him straight.

He was nursing an ale when she showed up, pushing something stronger in his direction and he couldn't help but to smile. "Not long at all, just trying to decompress from the day." It took longer than he would like sometimes, and he knew his job was not as hard as some of the other departments, but running an entire squad that was constantly in need was draining. "It's an important choice, I'm sure." He chuckled over Lila's explanation. "How about you? How've you been?" Because as much as he needed to talk about his own problems, he also was terrified to do so.