[That's not a really good sign. Archer mulls over his next words, carefully choosing his phrasing.]
I don't think I ever wanted anything for my own. [he admits finally. It's not something he wants to discuss, but after the earlier shitstorm explanations are in order.]
no subject
I don't think I ever wanted anything for my own. [he admits finally. It's not something he wants to discuss, but after the earlier shitstorm explanations are in order.]