"Find alternative employment. Go into self employment. Retire. Stop this shit before it gets worse." He shrugs and finishes his meal, setting the tray aside in favor of lounging with his mug of coffee.

"I hate what you're doing. I hate that you're stuck in this position. I hate that Carolina's gone off the reservation. I hate hargrove for doing this to you. But the more I see? The more I'm sure neither of you really got a choice."