Elliot waited silently for John to leave. It wasn't so much anything directed at him which was mainly why he waited until the door was shut before he looked at Darlene again still angry but more in control.

"What the fuck were you thinking? I haven't told him shit about what we do," Elliot said, the words coming out fast. He was worried and he was definitely jonesing a bit. Still that didn't mean he was a junkie. He pushed away from the computer table and moved to sit in front of the coffee table where he started his routine. The familiarity of it was relaxing in and of itself and it kept him from strangling his sister.

"Do you know how long it took to make him think I was like sorta normal?"

Darlene wasn't going to give a shit about any of that he was sure. Especially since she clearly had something she had to get off her chest to him.