"Yeah, and what's left is an asshole. I wasn't expecting a saint- just a decent human being that wouldn't deny me knowledge of what comes after since it concerns someone he supposedly cares about and spit on the sacrifice of said person just because 'he never asked for it, asshole'." York scrubs at his face, knee tipping to knock against Malcolm's. "He's not broken, he's a shitbag."
Day 131 - evening - action