"Fuck no. I'm not that kind of an asshole." Especially to people that are his. Responsibility. Right. His friends, his squad, his people. He's got to keep an eye out for them and help them come out of whatever the fuck Hargrove has done and he can swing that easy. He's...pretty sure he can swing that.

About half sure.

"We'll make it stick. It needs to stick. Hargrove knows how you think and operate. He doesn't know me." Not even a little. Agent Fucktruck York. No one ever sees him coming because, surprise, he's competent.