"Why, you gonna get me some?" He sucks in his lower lip, eyeing Charlie. "Not like you don't have the cash. So what, you're gonna come at me, too? You and Teja can make a date of it."
"No, I'm not going to come at you, or get you any. I'm not going to watch anyone else do it, either. I'm just going to be the one explaining to Moon why you're not there when she calls you," he says simply.
"Yes, you being dead is a very large and important nothing to several people," he says, rubbing his temples in frustration. "Either from you OD-ing on whatever you're on right now, or from Ruin gutting you again. That is not a job I want, ever."
"I'm not aiming to cheer you up, Jason. I'm trying to get you to see reason, and obviously it isn't working. You know where to find me when you get out of here, and I hope you will."
He's nearly at his breaking point, trying to help Jason and getting nowhere. Along with everyone else he's trying to work with, this isn't easy.
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"Why, you gonna get me some?" He sucks in his lower lip, eyeing Charlie. "Not like you don't have the cash. So what, you're gonna come at me, too? You and Teja can make a date of it."
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"You won't have to explain anything."
"Because there won't be anything to explain."
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Which is part of the problem: he doesn't know how much is too much.
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He's nearly at his breaking point, trying to help Jason and getting nowhere. Along with everyone else he's trying to work with, this isn't easy.
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"Whatever."
At least he'll have some peace.
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"Just don't kill yourself, I'm not sure any of us could handle Yrael if you did. Or Moon."
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"Bye." His farewell is almost taunting, and he doesn't care at all.