"Reggie?" Nothing personal, only business- he knows the usual lines the bastard would use. It'd be the easiest thing in the world. With delta and this in his system? It'd be so damn simple-

And not worth a damn thing. He reaches up to rub his hand over his healthy skin, still smudged with his blood. "...not a risk I feel like taking. I stayed alive by avoiding them. Figure I ought to go beck to that."