Hardison laughed, but it was a tired sound. "Teen-you made a lot of choices over the weekend, didn't he?"

Particularly, ones that Eliot would come to regret as soon as he came back to his senses as an adult.

"Maybe we'll be lucky an' Parker ain't got too far with anything. Some on-island safehouse somewhere?"

For someone who'd intended to talk, he sure wasn't saying much.