A Memory Faded

[Spectre]

Hemlock didn't answer, still comatose from all the painkillers they'd pumped in the numb the feeling. He was shirtless, the large bandage over his shoulder apparent.
"Sorry, agent.. He's out cold... The drugs they've got him on right now should keep him calm for a few hours.."
Reyes looked up to the operative.
"I.. can answer any questions.. if you don't mind.. He needs his rest."

"As I said.. naval leadership.. From the way he sounded in medical, he didn't seem to show any anger when I mentioned you.. Just, be careful when you go rooting through his stuff. I'm of a mind to think he doesn't exactly have completely legal stuff on there.. And I'm begging you; Do not let Sader see anything I haven't. I don't want him going anal again."
She pulled out a small wrapped item from her pocket, the plastic identifying it as a candy bar.
".. and, here.. It's not compensation for everything you've done, since it's just a candy bar, but it's a sign of appreciation. Thank you.. You might even be near the same level of agentship as I am." She chuckled, smirking.