Date: 2015-07-06 12:41 am (UTC)
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Q considered the man for a long moment, his gave flickering over his features, studying him.

"Alright," he replied after a beat, deciding to leave it be. His tech said the man wasn't a threat, and his tech was almost never wrong. Bond would have pushed hard, wanting to know every last detail, but Q only asked what he needed to know. Should he need to fill in the blanks later, he'd send a double-o to sort it out. He had no interest in getting his hands any dirtier than he had to.
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