She probably wouldn't believe, since he did covert-type things and they were justifiably wary about giving guns and a certain amount of carte blanche to people who weren't stable. That had ended badly more than once.

"I'm pretty sure you have a crazy streak in there," she teased him lightly. "I won't ask about any ill-considered teenage tattoos, though. Maybe someday."

And maybe someday she'd see them, but she wasn't going to say that either.