[ Something they carry... Drake likes that. It rings true. He smiles faintly at Sharkface, then wipes his hands on the towel hanging from the stove and reaches over to take the other man's hand for a moment. ]
I trust you.
[ To understand. To not think he's a monster for being capable of that. To keep it quiet... and just in general, honestly. ]
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I trust you.
[ To understand. To not think he's a monster for being capable of that. To keep it quiet... and just in general, honestly. ]