"It kinda just blurts out," he admits. He's never considered himself to be much of a leader but it kind of comes naturally, at least it had with his group. Now? Now he has no idea what to do, and he's got a brother who's more than crazy and a thief he should be wary of, but instead...
"Luxury must be nice." It's easier to comment on that, because he's trying to hide his disappointment. He's shit at a pokerface, though, but after a few seconds there's a small grin peaking out, small teeth surprisingly clean for a desert rat.
"S'okay, Tumbleweed. I'm still going to grab you whatsit. I never thought I'd be getting drugs or whatever for people, but..." He shrugs. The gun is still in his hand, and he waves it around. "You fix this and I'll be closer to it, that's for sure. I mean, if you can. I wanna take it apart and find what exactly is wrong..." He trails off. He's rambling and he knows it, and instead he puts his gun away and ruffles his own hair in thought.
"You wanted to see me to apologize?" He asks, mind backtracking. "Why... I mean, y'know? You got nothin' to be sorry for in my eyes." Honestly? He's pretty damn tickled.
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"Luxury must be nice." It's easier to comment on that, because he's trying to hide his disappointment. He's shit at a pokerface, though, but after a few seconds there's a small grin peaking out, small teeth surprisingly clean for a desert rat.
"S'okay, Tumbleweed. I'm still going to grab you whatsit. I never thought I'd be getting drugs or whatever for people, but..." He shrugs. The gun is still in his hand, and he waves it around. "You fix this and I'll be closer to it, that's for sure. I mean, if you can. I wanna take it apart and find what exactly is wrong..." He trails off. He's rambling and he knows it, and instead he puts his gun away and ruffles his own hair in thought.
"You wanted to see me to apologize?" He asks, mind backtracking. "Why... I mean, y'know? You got nothin' to be sorry for in my eyes." Honestly? He's pretty damn tickled.