Jin watches Ashton sign the contract with a clenched jaw and tighten fist. He doesn't say anything afterwards, not even as he see the faintest of smiles grow on Boss's face, or the many faces of the room lighten up to witness a extra to their already growing team. Jin knows what that contract means; he knows Ashton just signed his life away without even batting an eye lash. Jin can't blame Ashton though—I mean, Jin willingly signed away his life, but a cold shiver runs down Jin's body as he sees the way Ashton swirls the letters of his name on the contract's page, like he's signing his own death certificate.
Boss smiles, nodding her head in pleasurities as Black Bulter swiftly hands her the closed document in her hands, which she promptly shoves it under her hands as she stands up, the group of agents following her lead. Ashton blinks, standing up to follow suit, and Boss waves at them as she swiftly edges to the front of the room.
