My gut instinct is to argue. No one else has limitations. And why do I have to report to him? But going toe to toe with Decker just for the sake of arguing doesn’t have the same appeal it once did. Instead, I accept him at his word, choosing to heed the concern I see in his eyes. He’s not just a bossy asshole. Being in control is his way of protecting his people. Does this mean I’m one of his people now? It thrills me to realize it does.
