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Okay. You better. Because I've seen what this place does to some people. They don't give a single frag about killing who or what or whether the person who gets caught up in this bullcrap deserves to die or not. They don't even consider themselves human anymore and think it's a free pass to do whatever they want.

[And now he's getting a little worked up. Damn it, why can't he let go of this?]

Killing innocent people better not happen at all, alright? Because I like you Boone, and I think you're a decent guy. But that isn't why I gave you that thing. And if you start to stop caring about where you get your food, I

[I'll put you down like the animal you're acting, he almost finishes. If that ever does become the case, Boone won't be any different than the metahuman crazies or sickos he got paid to put down. And he really doesn't want it to reach that point. He really doesn't. He's a friend.]

I won't stand for it. Just don't, okay? It won't have to come to that, and it'll be better for the both of us.

i care, okay? and believe me, if it ever came to that, i know i'd deserve it.

[He won't go unpunished for what he's done. Maybe this time, his punishment will be seeing a friend walk away from him. And he won't be able to do a thing to stop him, because he knows Tommy is right.]

i don't know what you think of me now, and i can't blame you for whatever that is. but i'm not like that. and i'm not gonna be like that, not ever.

[There's a long pause where Boone stops to collect himself, because even though he has no right to feel that way he's still a little hurt. Which pisses him off, because Tommy has every reason to think he's just a mindless killer now. They don't know each other well enough for Tommy to trust that he's not going to lose his humanity. So why does it still bother him?]

just don't compare me to them, okay? not yet.

[If he'd been speaking, he might have sounded a little defeated at the end there. He feels defeated. And possibly even worse about what he's done now.]

Hey man, I

[Ah. It's impossible to miss the defensive tone. He feels bad now, but it's something that he needed to say. He rubs his temples wearily.]

Sorry. I don't mean to come on so heavy. I have rules that I live by, you know? They're important to me. Like really important. Nobody innocent ever gets hurt if I can help it. Nobody who doesn't have it coming to them.

[He knows that if he ever got caught between Boone and an innocent person, he'd help the latter every time. It's hard not to feel like the bad guys when they're literal flesh-eating monsters, after all. And he knows Boone isn't a bad guy, but they are both kind of... are, now. But he'd feel real bad about it. Really bad. He doesn't ever want it to come to that.]

And I care about you, okay? I mean, somewhere in between getting shit on by the rain and getting groceries and picking up way more booze and cigs than is strictly healthy, I found a good guy. You're the first proper friend that's I've made in this stupid place.

And that's why I'm saying all this stuff. And I know I'm being harsh, but it's cause I care. I care a lot.

no, it's fine. i get it, and i'd rather have someone who told it to me straight.

[But even if he'd rather take this than the other option, it can still sting. Especially when you know you're the one who screwed up.]

look, i'm sorry too. got no right getting defensive after what i did. guess it just

[There's a pause as he tries to think of how to word it.]

you're the first friend i've made here, too. and you've done a lot for me. if you didn't care, i'd still be on the streets. it means a lot. more than i can say.
guess i just thought maybe this was a dealbreaker for you. can deal with living rough, but even if i deserve it, i wouldn't want to lose you as a friend.

Nah, it's not a dealbreaker. It will be if it happens again, but you promised not to, right? So it's not gonna be a problem. You're still welcome to stay. I can't finish all these cancer sticks by myself. And the toilets about to clog as it usually does every second Friday and I don't wanna deal with that mess. You're pretty alright, Bone.

[And that's about as much emotional honesty Tommy can deal with in one day. He puts his sunglasses back on, and cracks a small smile.]

Don't worry about losing me as a friend. You're never gonna get rid of me anyway. Or my feathers. You'll be picking those bastards outta your clothes for years.

yeah, it's not happening again. next time, i'll ask you for someone. glad you still want me around to get feathers stuck in my ass and unclog toilets with you, though. it's worth it to have a guy to drink with who gives me necklaces made outta my own teeth.

[Yep, Boone is just about at his limit, too. Still, he smiles a little to himself, too.]

besides, i can return the favour with fur. you just wait until i start shedding.

Hey, you think you're the one with feathers stuck in your ass? And you should feel special! I don't make teeth necklaces for just about anybody.

But alright alright, I got it ya filthy animal. Just don't make me scrape a lint roller over you every morning, because you better believe I will.

well brushing seems to help so you could do that instead. can't always get my back.

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