Holden passed Gallivan a knowing smile over the rim of his glass. Rule number one; don't share details. He was pretty good at his job and he saw a lot of weird shit, but the diplomacy of it all and the secrecy was tedious sometimes. Holden always felt like he was bottling things up and eventually he would explode.

"I will have to endeavor to catch a match this year, been a while since I was able to." Work seemed always so time-consuming that even when he did have some free time, he often spent it catching up on sleep or being dragged to a social event of some kind. The latter he could certainly do without these days. He had no interest, it wasn't as if he was old enough to be a serious prospect for anyone for a while longer. He would much rather be sleeping.

"Strange how everything has changed, huh?" He said it almost wistfully. He was pretty sure neither one of them would have imagined finding themselves here ten years ago, but here they were.