( hardison's eyebrows go uuup as he takes in the view, and the information, and that little hamster in his head runs on its little wheel for a moment. the worry is still plain on his face for that moment as his eyes move up from neal's anklet to his classically (annoyingly) handsome boy face.
then to sophie, who he trusts. that trust is what keeps him from turning and booking it. two things are clear, though: his uncertainty, and open curiosity. hardison loves a puzzle, and he loves to poke and prod. not aggressive, just...interested to see what happens when he accuses: )
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then to sophie, who he trusts. that trust is what keeps him from turning and booking it. two things are clear, though: his uncertainty, and open curiosity. hardison loves a puzzle, and he loves to poke and prod. not aggressive, just...interested to see what happens when he accuses: )
You snitch?