Is that how he looks? Moving like a cat afraid of being kicked one more time. He can believe it. He draws his knees up, letting the other Wash find his spot and settle down.
His nod is tight, his face downcast. "Yeah. Put him in my head. And he was insane. Killed himself in my head and left me with... with everything."
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His nod is tight, his face downcast. "Yeah. Put him in my head. And he was insane. Killed himself in my head and left me with... with everything."