"Hey, Jay, wouldn't happen to be down a death or two, would you? I mean, I guess it's not that important if you haven't brought it up before now, right?" God, why is he like this? Can't he just shut up for five goddamn minutes and be the rational one, the levelheaded one, the guy who thinks things through? That's his job, isn't it? The counterweight to balance Jay's impulsive, fucking, bullshit.

Him. Rational. That's a fucking joke.

"Both, preferably. Unless you'd rather he try to kill you again, seeing as he apparently has no fucking problems with that, which, good to know, asshole."