"That'll change, later. Not that you'll remember me telling you this, Ducky. I'm in Crabb's memories now, and since I'm gonna get scolded anyway for blowing my cover immediately I might as well just...have a talk." Erin's head tilts at Ducky in that bird-like motion she so often has when she's curious. "Your name's on her lips a lot, y'know. Crabb brings you up when she's putting herself down; you're the strategist, the people person, this shining light whose radiance she could never match."

"...I won't lie, I'm a little bitter about that, but I'm trying to be a grown-up."