Grant rolled his eyes. “You may think I’m too old to get that, but I’m not,” he informed her. “Fitz is a fool, then. He needs to be careful on who he trusts. Not everyone is good.” Grant pointed out. “You and Simmons are his friends, you need to explain that to him. One wrong step in this field, and he’s gone. Trust is a leap.”
He shook his head. “I don’t need medication. Sleep comes when I absolutely need it and when I have work, it comes in handy,” he explained. “I also know you don’t keep up the pull-ups when I’m not looking.”
“You’re acting like you’re going through your scene phase. Welcome to your twisted mind and all that. Use logic, AI. Why shouldn’t he trust you? You’re a level whatever SHIELD agent, there’s no reason not to, and, to help your case so much more, you jumped off a plane for his best friend. If he took that leap with me, a hacker you picked off the street, he’ll take it with you,“ she stated. “Now that we’ve established you hate people believing in you, I’m gonna say I trust you, too. My Chemical Romance broke up and you’ve got a team now. Get used to it.”
“Yeah, no.I don’t need you looking over this place when you’re running on an hour of sleep, so you’re taking your medication. And, no, you literally found out just now. Stop lying to make yourself seem composed.”
