Summary: Ryan left the Vagabond behind. He abandoned the mask, the identity, his old employers. But it’s only a matter of time before all the lies unravel, and here he is now; a dead body in the trunk and his past catching up to him hard and, worst of all, Gavin’s trust in him broken. The only way to get out of this is to work together, but that’s going to be damn near impossible when Ryan’s revealed himself to be the one thing Gavin fears most.
Now the silence between them seems to stretch on forever. Ryan doesn’t break Gavin’s gaze - keeps his eyes trained calmly on him, hands raised - even as he feels the rain slowly soak him to the bone and the paint begin to run down his face. He’d half forgotten he had it on. Gavin hasn’t replied, is just standing staring at him, the gun shaking slightly in his hands but still trained squarely at Ryan’s chest, and Ryan can see him struggling, struggling, trying to wrap his head around all that’s happened.