Elliot stared down at his cigarette again as he listened, trying to keep focused on TJ and not the way his mind had started to race, feeling the anxiety and agitation crawling through every nerve of his body.

"What do we have, TJ?" Elliot questioned, it wasn't a mocking question. But he wanted to name this, TJ was too important to leave in ambiguity but he couldn't say it so directly. But if all these things didn't make him go Elliot wanted it.