Evan chuckled nervously.

"She's shown me her claws." he stated.

"Said anyone that messes with Mira gets them across the face. Repeatedly." he mumbled.

"Don't need to tell ME twice." he added.

"..." he was then silent, as he poured their tea and made it just the way the two of them liked it, and handed Casey a mug.

"Here, Mom." he said.

"We're okay." Even said.

"We're doing okay. We'll be okay." he said further.

"And... I'll be fine." he then told her.

"I'll just need to remember that I can't just go and see you whenever I like for... however long..." he mumbled.

"I'll... cope. I'll be all right."

Evan nodded.

"Extreme caution does seem to be the order of the day." he agreed. "...day... week... month... year..." he then started to list off, growing more anxious with each word, before he shook his head again.

"Sorry." he apologised.

"But Mom? Take care out there." he told her.

"I hope this works and you fly under the radars you want to fly under."

Evan smiled a little.

"I'm older." he said. "By a little under a year." he told her.

"But yes, working for the government DOES have its perks." he agreed, sipping some of the tea.

"And I promise I'll do all I can to keep myself, and Blair, as safe as possible." he assured her.

"You just take care of yourself out there." he went on.

"I take it Sammy isn't taking this so well, though..." he then mumbled, thinking about his sister.

Evan looked away slightly.

"I was to just do the same, too." he told her.

"...but I can't. I have people that are relying on me. People that still need my help." he said. "So I have to be strong. I have to push back my own panic, and keep strong." he reasoned.

"I just need to look forward to the future." he then said.

"One where we don't need to worry about... all this." he went on.

"I'll do what I can to help Sammy as well... if I can, at all." he then assured her.

"You just... worry about keeping yourself as safe and hidden as possible."

Evan shook his head.

"Do it only if you feel it's safe to." he told her.

"The occasional text will be fine. Only call if you feel it's truly safe to." he insisted.

"Your safety is... well, it's the priority in all this." he told her further.

"I'll deal with this, I'll be fine. Don't worry about me." he then said with a small smile.

"I just want you to be safe in all this."

Evan nodded.

"Of course." he said.

They then spent their time talking to each other, catching up, chatting it up, shooting the breeze, until Evan received a call on his desk phone.

"Excuse me." he told Casey, before answering it.

"Dr. Fyrane here." he said into it. "...oh. Oh, yes. Yes, of course. Of course." he responded to whomever was on the other end. "Yes, of course. I understand. No, it's all right." he finished, before the call was ended.

"...an hour goes by so fast..." he mumbled.

"You're wanted in Agent Sharp's office." he told her.

Evan almost started crying, but managed to hold it back, as he nodded.

"I love you, too." he said.

"So much..." he said further with a sniffle.

"And... yes. Yes, I do want to walk with you up to his office." he then told her, grabbing a 'be right back' sign. The two then left the office and he hung the sign on the door, before they started to walk.

"...that hour went by too quick..." he mumbled.

"I will." Evan promised.

"I'll make it a point to email and text on alternating days." he told her.

With that, they reached the receptionist's area for Hal's office, and Evan looked at her once more.

He was silent, before giving her yet another hug, and holding her close.

"I love you, Mom." he said.

"Take care." he whispered.

Evan was reluctant to let go, but he allowed himself to. He then nodded when she said he had work.

"Bye for now." he said.

With that, he quickly left, before he could cry in front of her, and Arryn gestured for her to enter the office.

She did, where Hal and Ty were waiting for her.

"Were you able to have a good talk with your son?" Hal asked.