[Psii's list of reasons was pretty compelling, as was Amal's theory -- or Glen's theory (she didn't spark much memory in TJ except for the sudden and immediate knowledge that she was a woman, not a man, despite her name). He nodded to them both, hands kneading against the fur until he found Amal's hand and, after a fashion, Psii's wrist.]

No offense to Glen or you, but I ain't exactly a pillar of the community. [TJ frowned, looking between them.] I mean, this ain't a food bank, I'm not givin' shit away for free.

I just don't think it's as easy as all that. [And, tentative, again:] Like--Like it's a distraction or somethin'. I dunno.