It wasn't the first time he'd gotten that speech, and it wouldn't be the last. So he merely nodded.
"Love 'im more'n anything else I got in my life, man. Blood included. Mighta ended up a hell of a lot worse'n I was when I met 'im, he hadn't started talkin' at me when I came here the first time like...shit, couple years ago now. Takin' care'a him best I know how, when I got time off class." His smile softened some as he talked, and he laid his spoon across the top of his glass, putting the jug of milk and bottle of syrup back where he'd found them. He took up a spot next to Prince at the stove top, picking up a fork and starting to turn over the bacon that had started to crisp up nicely.
"Got hearin' about what other kinds'a me got up to, so you talkin' at me civil's kinda...I'unno. Surprisin' I guess. Glowstick still wary'a me, can't blame 'im none fo' that. 's one reason I prefer stayin' up outta the way when I get my stay on here. That, n' there's still hints'a evil here n' there. Doin' what I can to keep it clean, but some things, they sink in real mothefuckin' deep, can't be expunged with nothin' but motherfuckin' fire. Wouldn't do that to this place though. Too much here worth a lot to a lot'a people, fam here included."
But that was a dark subject he didn't care to pursue any further. Instead, he patted around his pants before realizing that they didn't have any pockets, so he couldn't have brought anything to smoke down with him. "Yo, you got any cancer t' spare?"
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Date: 2016-02-08 07:30 am (UTC)"Love 'im more'n anything else I got in my life, man. Blood included. Mighta ended up a hell of a lot worse'n I was when I met 'im, he hadn't started talkin' at me when I came here the first time like...shit, couple years ago now. Takin' care'a him best I know how, when I got time off class." His smile softened some as he talked, and he laid his spoon across the top of his glass, putting the jug of milk and bottle of syrup back where he'd found them. He took up a spot next to Prince at the stove top, picking up a fork and starting to turn over the bacon that had started to crisp up nicely.
"Got hearin' about what other kinds'a me got up to, so you talkin' at me civil's kinda...I'unno. Surprisin' I guess. Glowstick still wary'a me, can't blame 'im none fo' that. 's one reason I prefer stayin' up outta the way when I get my stay on here. That, n' there's still hints'a evil here n' there. Doin' what I can to keep it clean, but some things, they sink in real mothefuckin' deep, can't be expunged with nothin' but motherfuckin' fire. Wouldn't do that to this place though. Too much here worth a lot to a lot'a people, fam here included."
But that was a dark subject he didn't care to pursue any further. Instead, he patted around his pants before realizing that they didn't have any pockets, so he couldn't have brought anything to smoke down with him. "Yo, you got any cancer t' spare?"