[He fucking shot and left himself dead in an alley. It wasn't Larry but it was and that leaves Freddy feeling a little sick too. Separating fiction from fact isn't always easy for him either, and he had Larry's other gun for fuck's sake. There's also the matter of what shit came out of his mouth.
Tapping ash aside the kid has to reach out and set his hand on the old man's knee.]
Everything he said, it wasn't you. [He's not looking for assurance, he's asserting it.]
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[He fucking shot and left himself dead in an alley. It wasn't Larry but it was and that leaves Freddy feeling a little sick too. Separating fiction from fact isn't always easy for him either, and he had Larry's other gun for fuck's sake. There's also the matter of what shit came out of his mouth.
Tapping ash aside the kid has to reach out and set his hand on the old man's knee.]
Everything he said, it wasn't you. [He's not looking for assurance, he's asserting it.]