[Nestled between these two heat-generating furnaces, under a bear pelt, TJ felt very toasty. Almost cozy, really. His anxiety -- and it was there, for all he was determined to ignore it -- receded that much more in the face of it.]

Well, if you ask me, I don't think I'm the guy people should be watchin' out for. [He spoke tentatively at first, ready for this not to go over well.] It's everyone. Dude already stuck me once, why would he want to do it again? What would it prove?