--Miko--
You sensed that something was not right. Not the kind of wrong, where all hell got loose at the next moment, just the awkward feeleng that something is not going to go the way you expected. So, even as the next words might have shocked you, you couldn't really say you were not seeing the direction the conversation went. "Sweetheart, of course i know my Jade wouldn't do anything near that cruel. The Jade i know would vehemently protect her friends and charges when facing an attack but she wouldn't hurt a soul of her own accord. And it doesn't really matter that we haven't met that often since you went legit. You know that i like you.
"Only thing is, the Boss don't know you. The Donna don't know you. And i'm responsible to them, in more than one way. I'd truly like to help you. But if i do, and the Boss asks about you, i can't lie to him. And as it goes, he might have a different viewpoint of what to do about you and your situation. He might think you a liability." You felt that Diego was feeling bad about this. His voice was apologetic, and sometimes he was looking for the appropriate words longer, which was very uncharacteristic of him. "I'm sorry, girl, but the best i can do is i pretend this call never happened. That way, i can honestly say that i didn't help you, that i'm not bringing overwhelming problems to the Family.
"I hope you understand that this is not my choice as Diego, but the choice of a loyal member of the Family. I wish you only the best." This felt kind of an end to this conversation, and Diego probably didn't hang up because of common courtesy.
--Matt--
You heard Danny Boy gasp, then shout some instructions to one of his aides. "Call you back in two." he barked, then hung up.
The next two minutes were an infinite torture, but relief washed over you when the comm beeped at last. "Frag, man, what the hell did you mix yourself into this time?" He huffed and puffed heavily, he probably just heaved his serious bulk into the back office. "And don't be daft, of course i know you didn't do that. I couldn't manage to get everything needed for an op this big, so neither could you. And you're a friend, and my friends don't do drek like that." He took a pause, you almost saw him before your eyes, taking a deep draw from the flask of whiskey he always kept in his vest pocket. "And what do i hear, you said we? Do i really want to know the details? Well, of course i do, but that's not the point. Anyway, you know that if you need a place to lay low for a while, i can help you with that. Only this time, i'm not sure laying low for a while would solve anything." He took a deep breath, letting his brain catch up to his words then asked you. "So, what do you exactly need, and what do you want to do?"