Hell. Is he picking himself up an apprentice? He's not sure, but a potential ally is much better than a potential complication. After the meet, he's way too tired to deal with loose ends and headaches, so if Josh is sincere? He'll take it. He seems to be, too- Dwayne's been a con for way too many years to think that this is all bullshit, and combined with the fact that Josh smells earnest (and pretty damn good, actually, warm and fresh and masculine under the stink of worry and fear), he can deal with this much. The only way Dwayne can cope with the job himself is to be honest, both with himself and with the people he deals with, so he's not quite as cynical as he would otherwise be. Small favors, because he's seen what happens when the job starts taking over, for guys on both sides of the law.
"She's smart, and she's got a panic button. Waiting a couple days for her to get her part done is the hard part, but she's good at it," Dwayne says quietly. He has his own doubts about the way they operate, but they do what they have to. "Not every job goes the same, either. I hate sending her in like this, too, but all my other ideas just weren't going to work for this, so she stepped up." He gets to his feet, dumping the empty ginger ale can in the trash and stretching. Even if he gets another hundred years of prime health out of this body, he still feels too damn old for this sometimes.
"And since I was the one that clocked you, I figure the least I can do is get you straightened out and taken care of. Even if I have to sit on you for a few days, I'll make sure you've got everything you need and it's not too horrible." He quirks a faint smile. Josh might be sitting in a tiny basement apartment with no windows and nothing but bad sitcoms, but the bed will be clean and the food will be decent, and that's not so bad. Dwayne pauses and tilts a critical head at Josh, pondering the young man for a few moments.
"I've got a few calls to make and we're going to be sitting tight for a bit anyway, so if you want to go ahead and wash up a bit, then lay down, that'd probably be a good idea." Dwayne rubs his hands over the front of his slacks again, smoothing them down. The hard part is over, for now, but he's still not done. People to check in with and update, a safe house to arrange, little details of running a job that he needs to tend to before he can settle into the waiting part of the game. Some of where he is has in fact happened completely by accident, but that doesn't mean he relies on chance for anything he can possibly control.
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Date: 2014-11-18 03:37 am (UTC)"She's smart, and she's got a panic button. Waiting a couple days for her to get her part done is the hard part, but she's good at it," Dwayne says quietly. He has his own doubts about the way they operate, but they do what they have to. "Not every job goes the same, either. I hate sending her in like this, too, but all my other ideas just weren't going to work for this, so she stepped up." He gets to his feet, dumping the empty ginger ale can in the trash and stretching. Even if he gets another hundred years of prime health out of this body, he still feels too damn old for this sometimes.
"And since I was the one that clocked you, I figure the least I can do is get you straightened out and taken care of. Even if I have to sit on you for a few days, I'll make sure you've got everything you need and it's not too horrible." He quirks a faint smile. Josh might be sitting in a tiny basement apartment with no windows and nothing but bad sitcoms, but the bed will be clean and the food will be decent, and that's not so bad. Dwayne pauses and tilts a critical head at Josh, pondering the young man for a few moments.
"I've got a few calls to make and we're going to be sitting tight for a bit anyway, so if you want to go ahead and wash up a bit, then lay down, that'd probably be a good idea." Dwayne rubs his hands over the front of his slacks again, smoothing them down. The hard part is over, for now, but he's still not done. People to check in with and update, a safe house to arrange, little details of running a job that he needs to tend to before he can settle into the waiting part of the game. Some of where he is has in fact happened completely by accident, but that doesn't mean he relies on chance for anything he can possibly control.