[He tosses his PCD on the half-concaved bed to his right and leaves it at that, because if that's how you're going to play, he's not interested in talking anymore. He's already anxious enough without you tossing mean jabs into it.]
[He was only a jerk because you keep pushing dog duties on him. No matter how hard you try, Sam, he's never gonna be that guy. Especially not for the dog that was part of your happy hunt-free life while he was fighting in Purgatory. :|]
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