Sometimes we must both do the hard thing. That's where the little death comes in My inner 12-year-old can't stop laughing. Can't. Stop. Laughing. Poor RED Spy. At this point I'm 99,9% sure that he is Four's lover. IF that's indeed the case, he must feel so lonely, no wonder he got so drunk... I think I've read too many fics where the mercenaries are casually killed off as soon as they outlive their usefulness, because now I'm wondering if "let go permanently" is a euphemism. I hope the poor shell-shocked Spy doesn't meet a tragic end. And now I'm wondering how the mercenaries might react to an enemy that is obviously off his game. A Sniper or an Engineer who turns around to find the Spy frozen mid-stab/sap, or a Pyro who is perplexed when the Spy accidentally uncloaks right in front of him, or a Scout who doesn't understand why the Spy is always silent and never mocks him nor replies to his insults, or a Soldier who wonders if the Frenchie is truly a surrendering coward. How would battle-hardened warriors feel about fighting an enemy who appears unable to properly defend himself? It could be an excellent source of drama and introspection, and make for a very good story... The original idea of a shell-shocked Spy is yours. Is it ok if I borrow it to make a prompt in the Request Thread? Or would that be out of line of me?