Truth be told, Reid does find the notion of Luke and Lombard having an encounter mildly amusing, if only because he can imagine what kind of look his husband would have on his face. There would be no attempt whatsoever to hide the severity of Luke's disdain for Lombard, and Reid supposes he can't blame him. He isn't sure what it is, why he never seems to be particularly bothered when he and Lombard run into each other when there's a laundry list of horrible things Reid knows about the man, but here they are and Reid isn't asking him to leave.
Lombard is an opportunist, he wouldn't hesitate to screw Reid over if the right situation were to arise, and that's an incredibly dangerous line to be walking. Still, it hasn't happened yet, and Reid can take at least a little bit of comfort in knowing that Lombard is very aware life could get difficult for him if Reid catches him stepping out of line. Granted, Reid isn't watching too closely, he often has too much else on his plate to worry about what kind of business Lombard's got going on, but there's a tension and animosity between them thinly veiled by a sense of amicability that, at the very least, tends to keep things interesting.
Reid, of course, doesn't say anything like that to Lombard. He's discussed it with Luke, and Luke may not like the idea of Lombard ever hanging around but he trusts Reid, nonetheless. If there were ever any sign of of a threat, Luke knows Reid wouldn't allow for it. So he offers an easy smile, resting a hand on the edge of the counter to take a bit of weight off his back, and nods.
"Jack, it is," he says, "and he's doing just fine." Better, anyway, now that the worst of Reid's injury is over. It'd broken his heart to see Jack so upset, so frightened and worried, but there haven't been any complications throughout the healing. Things are starting to get back to normal, aside from the theft of the Sword, which is still eating at him because it's yet another weight Luke has to carry on his shoulders, but he trusts it'll be handled. There's no acceptable alternative.
"So what brings you in?" Reid asks, his smile turning wry. "You need help find a book, or are you just here to enjoy my company?"
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Lombard is an opportunist, he wouldn't hesitate to screw Reid over if the right situation were to arise, and that's an incredibly dangerous line to be walking. Still, it hasn't happened yet, and Reid can take at least a little bit of comfort in knowing that Lombard is very aware life could get difficult for him if Reid catches him stepping out of line. Granted, Reid isn't watching too closely, he often has too much else on his plate to worry about what kind of business Lombard's got going on, but there's a tension and animosity between them thinly veiled by a sense of amicability that, at the very least, tends to keep things interesting.
Reid, of course, doesn't say anything like that to Lombard. He's discussed it with Luke, and Luke may not like the idea of Lombard ever hanging around but he trusts Reid, nonetheless. If there were ever any sign of of a threat, Luke knows Reid wouldn't allow for it. So he offers an easy smile, resting a hand on the edge of the counter to take a bit of weight off his back, and nods.
"Jack, it is," he says, "and he's doing just fine." Better, anyway, now that the worst of Reid's injury is over. It'd broken his heart to see Jack so upset, so frightened and worried, but there haven't been any complications throughout the healing. Things are starting to get back to normal, aside from the theft of the Sword, which is still eating at him because it's yet another weight Luke has to carry on his shoulders, but he trusts it'll be handled. There's no acceptable alternative.
"So what brings you in?" Reid asks, his smile turning wry. "You need help find a book, or are you just here to enjoy my company?"