Q

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Bond had cloned the drive but had assured the higher ups he'd taken it from Mr. Holt and there would be no more problems. That was an absolute lie and one he felt no remorse over. Once done, Bond was weary and he went home to their borrowed secret flat. He stopped for food along the way and came in with a box of spiced lamb in sauce with rice. Bond slipped out of his suit jacket and loosened his tie, then sat down to eat. He didn't even go looking for Q, though he could hear the man in the shower. He simply ate quietly and reflected on Danny's words.

And his own.

Love.