((This is set pre-Keene act.
Disclaimer: NO I do NOT own Watchmen.))
Archie's doors opened with a fanfare of sucking hydrolics and Dan inhaled the night air like a drowning man. After the hours they'd spent cooped up in the ship, he was grateful for fresh, unpolluted air. Rorschach was a swell guy, and a good teammate, but he could reek. And with the added heat and humidity of the Everglades, the masked vigilante had taken on the mildewy, rotting scent of a poorly tended bathroom.
Not that he could say for certain that he was totally odorless himself. The Owlship didn't have a shower, so after their investigation finally climaxed in an all out brawl hovering mere feet above the swamp, their only way of freshening up was the fluffy white towels Dan kept stashed in a hidden cupboard. The heroes were probably equally rank.
After a quick stop at the local authorities to assure them that they had things under control, the vigilantes headed home. The trip had been mostly silent (other than the periodic pained groans of their captive, which were usually silenced by a swift kick in the ribs from Rorschach) which was pretty much what he expected. Rorschach wasn't the chatty type and there really wasn't anything to say anyway.
Nite Owl set Archie down in the alley alongside the police station and the partners set to work. Between them they dragged the villain out the back of the ship and plopped him down next to their usuall method of delivery- a 'no parking' sign. The guy struggled a bit, but a solid whack over the head sent him unconcious again. Having tied him securely to the sign, the vigilantes disappeared into the night, back into the ship.
Without a word, Night Owl pointed them towards the warehouse, towards home. Again, nothing to say, no point in trying to make small talk, after all Rorschach never-
"Should've killed him."
Dan gave a bit of a start, "Uh...what?"
"Should've killed him. He's proven slippery. Might get away again."
Night Owl wasn't sure if he should find the situation funny, but he did, "Rorschach, the guy was trying to escape to Cuba. He was obviously pretty desparate, but not very smart. He's not going to be able to get out of a jail cell. The police will take care of him."
Rorschach grunted, clearly not convinced, but Nite Owl didn't feel like arguing anymore. There was no point. They were too different on this issue, and every time it came up, the result was the same. Dan just couldn't find it in himself to kill. And he was to scared to ask where Rorschach found it. Thus the silent gap between them remained unbreached. They journeyed home over the quiet city, glad for each other's company even as they ignored one another.