Danny's got one hand on the steering wheel, the aching left arm relaxed at his side, hand in his lap because it hurts too much to stretch it all the way up to lean on the door, like he normally would. "I heard he was one of the best."
He doesn't add before, because it doesn't need to be added. The whole thing stinks, honestly, and he wouldn't trust HPD to back any guy who might step a little out of line. Maybe Chin accidentally pissed off a superior, or maybe he was butting heads with the higher-ups -- whatever it was, it's easy to accuse someone of taking payoffs and hard to prove it without actually finding a stash of cash or a suddenly plump bank account anywhere.
So it's none of his business. None of it. Not what Steve knew about him before, not Chin's past and definitely not Steve's, so he definitely shouldn't be asking "You knew him when you were a kid?" like it's anything he actually wants to know at all.
Goddammit.
He doesn't want to know. Wants to shove the cap on it, these questions, the ones that are slowly becoming less about Chin and more about Steve, who he is, what he was before. He doesn't need to know about Steve's childhood, or what he used to talk about with his dad. It doesn't matter, doesn't pertain to the case. Steve picked Chin, and that's good enough for him.
But he did ask. And he does, exasperation grating hard against his refusal to let any of this go past the barely speaking distance they'd sort of managed to find a truce at, want to know.
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Danny's got one hand on the steering wheel, the aching left arm relaxed at his side, hand in his lap because it hurts too much to stretch it all the way up to lean on the door, like he normally would. "I heard he was one of the best."
He doesn't add before, because it doesn't need to be added. The whole thing stinks, honestly, and he wouldn't trust HPD to back any guy who might step a little out of line. Maybe Chin accidentally pissed off a superior, or maybe he was butting heads with the higher-ups -- whatever it was, it's easy to accuse someone of taking payoffs and hard to prove it without actually finding a stash of cash or a suddenly plump bank account anywhere.
So it's none of his business. None of it. Not what Steve knew about him before, not Chin's past and definitely not Steve's, so he definitely shouldn't be asking "You knew him when you were a kid?" like it's anything he actually wants to know at all.
Goddammit.
He doesn't want to know. Wants to shove the cap on it, these questions, the ones that are slowly becoming less about Chin and more about Steve, who he is, what he was before. He doesn't need to know about Steve's childhood, or what he used to talk about with his dad. It doesn't matter, doesn't pertain to the case. Steve picked Chin, and that's good enough for him.
But he did ask. And he does, exasperation grating hard against his refusal to let any of this go past the barely speaking distance they'd sort of managed to find a truce at, want to know.
Goddammit.