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Darnell: *small grin* I've seen Radar, if not without paint. *sobers, looking at Shadow* You people saved me. When it would have been easier to just kill me. It would have secured what I know without risking yourselves. Cipher spent /hours/ treating my wounds when he didn't have to. He was willing to talk to me instead of just keeping me sedated until you guys could "safely" get me off your hands into some hospital or something. /You/ are letting me see you when you didn't have to. Please don't think I haven't noticed, Mr. Shadow.

Shadow: ... *holds out his hand* Thank you... for being willing to work with people like us.

Darnell: *takes the hand easily* People like who? I know the propaganda, I know the stories . . . I also know puzzles and mysteries as well as anyone. I prefer to reserve my own judgments. *small, rueful grin* Poor as they may be. *he's been fooled before...more than once. Still, he prefers to believe the better of people*

Shadow: *gives his hand a first shake* I can't claim that we're good people, Detective, we've done too many terrible things to say that, but we did them for reasons we felt to be justified. There is much, and at the same time little, that I regret doing since I took on the mantel of "Ghost". I truly hope you do not come to regret working with us.

Darnell: *small grin* I have a feeling I won't. I know that I'm not willing to do what others deem necessary, and I would never judge them to having more grit than I possess. I do believe in the rule of law, but I also know that the law can be wrong sometimes, or at least applied wrongly. Again, when push comes to shove, I reserve my own judgment when I can, and I prefer to know motives from all sides before I judge.

Shadow: *smile grows* Thank you for giving us a chance.

Radar: Of course he would. He’s a detective, he asks questions and comes to his own conclusions, yeah? *stepping into the kitchen. He’s a short man, likely just a couple inches past 5 feet at most. He carries himself with confidence, though, especially considering he’s just in pants and a towel around his shoulders. He’s got dusty brown hair (still a bit damp) and hazel eyes, and brown skin, perhaps Latino or Puerto Rican. He’s got a ready smile for Darnell, and an offered hand once near enough.* Radar. You certain look like you’re feeling better. Get some decent sleep?