She's usually pretty clear about that. [and archer usually doesn't listen. but-- maybe it's the block he still has, maybe it's something else, but he doesn't seem keen on making a move to pull his usual bullshit. he's been texting both pam and lana when his anger gets the better of him... it's a strange feeling, not being able to channel it back into running out and doing something stupid as well as he usually did. maybe that was barry's plan with that "connection" all along. he makes a mental note to check with krieger that remote hacking of his cane isn't possible. archer's about 60% sure the other shoe is going to drop directly onto his skull.] We'll... just have to see how it goes.

[that is the tone of someone who is still undecided about ruining Everything and part of archer resents that he can't just take it at face value and trust the fact barry didn't actually betray them on the last mission, even though he knows it's well-founded. it would be nice for one thing in his life not to be a flaming shit-fire, is all.]

You tell me, Barry. [he still says the name like it's weird in his mouth, even though it was one of the first things he said when he woke up. the horrifying versions of barry that haunted his subconscious in the coma... well, archer's not really come to terms with any of the changes, why would he with this one?

he belatedly realises that he would need to lay into the alcohol; he wouldn't sleep with barry around, anyway. too keyed up. ugh.] I don't exactly have stalking experi...ence...

[he pauses, looking at the set up they have in the room and the equipment by the window, to essentially stalk a guy.]

Shit, I mean-- whatever!