"Excellent. If I ever really want to try fucking myself over even more, I know how to go about it. You're just filled with wisdom." Hartley didn't even bother looking up at the sky. Stars, right. "I'm meeting someone."

He didn't really plan on volunteering more information. He'd probably already said too much as it was, although he supposed it wasn't a big deal. James wasn't really that dangerous. A thief, an asshole, sure, but not anything truly bad. "Did you sell my watch yet?"