That's what friends are for, right? We've all got things we need help with--I know you'd have my back if it were me.

[Not that Cater ever needed help with quota, of all things. But something else. He knew Kalim well enough to know that if Cater asked him for anything, he'd agree without even knowing what was needed of him. Expression softening, his hand slides down from where it was on Kalim's arm until reaching his hand, instead.]

I'm happy to do this with you, quota or not.