Oh, no, sorry. Guess that was a shitty thing to say... [He brings a hand up rubbing at his neck.] You're right though. I wouldn't... actually want anyone to feel like they have to earn food.
[Yeah, that's pretty much anti-thesis to anything he believes in. Why'd he have to run his mouth like that?]
I mean, I guess it's a thing. In this job, that is. But I'm not married to this job or anything it's just sort of... I don't know, a gig I picked up. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
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Oh, no, sorry. Guess that was a shitty thing to say... [He brings a hand up rubbing at his neck.] You're right though. I wouldn't... actually want anyone to feel like they have to earn food.
[Yeah, that's pretty much anti-thesis to anything he believes in. Why'd he have to run his mouth like that?]
I mean, I guess it's a thing. In this job, that is. But I'm not married to this job or anything it's just sort of... I don't know, a gig I picked up. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
[Holy shit, dude, stop talking.]
Anyway. Walking. Right.
[Kill him.]