Harry comes back to the room looking harried, tired, and frazzled. Interrogations take more out of him than they used to. He slumps into the chair at Ruth's desk. "You look tired, Harry. Was the interrogation that bad?" Ruth asks gently.
"It's getting harder and harder to crack the terrorists, even the home grown ones. They won't talk unless it's the last resort and even then some of them won't talk. Some days I feel like I'm getting too old for this job." Harry runs his hands over his face. He looks older in these moments and Ruth hates to see it.
"You got the information you needed, didn't you?" Ruth asks nervously.
"Of course I got the information I wanted. I wouldn't be back up here if I didn't have to information. Everything seems to be under control at the moment. CO-19 and the bomb squad are being sent to the royal residences to locate the bombs." Harry says tiredly. Days like this seem longer than they actually are.
"Can I get you a hot tea, Harry?" Malcolm asks as he watches Ruth and Harry interact.
"That sounds great Malcolm. Thanks." Harry leans forward with his elbows on his knees.
"I'll put a pot of tea on then." Malcolm heads off to the small kitchen.
"Malcolm is very good to you." Ruth wraps her arms around Harry from behind.
"Yes, he's very good to all of us. He always looks out for you. He knows how important you are to me. He knew before I did, I think. He cares about everyone here. He thinks of you like his sister." Harry turns in Ruth's chair to watch Malcolm in the kitchen.
"I know this job is crazy, but I think we're very lucky to have such a tight knit unit who all get along so well. We're very lucky even if our job is difficult." Ruth says gently.
"Oh Ruth, you see things in such an optimistic light. It's nice to have that opinion around in this pessimistic world we seem to inhabit." Harry smiles knowingly.
"Here's the tea you two." Malcolm comes over carrying three cups of tea.
"Thanks Malcolm, I needed this." Harry sighs as he takes one of the cups from Malcolm.
"So, crisis averted then?" Malcolm asks sitting down.
"Crisis averted as far as I know, but in this job there will be another crisis soon enough. It's nice to have a little down time." Harry leans back in Ruth's chair.