[Oh geez. Oh geez. Billy stares at him for a long moment, wide-eyed, then looks down, hands twisting together uneasily. This is a bad idea. This is a bad, bad idea.]
I- ...I've got... my reasons. Okay?
[He might need a little prodding for this, actually.]
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I- ...I've got... my reasons. Okay?
[He might need a little prodding for this, actually.]