"He would do the same for me." Billy says, as quick as his knives, ignoring the fact that Goody isn't here and likely has never been here. It's likely he died too quickly to be brought here, Billy tells himself, because to think the man he's devoted so much of his life to would abandon him...

It's a useless track of thought, and one Billy won't entertain. Pulling back on the cigarette again, Billy looks at Vasquez before jerking his head to the side. "Let's get off the streets. It's still far too noisy." And Billy needs to get his mind out of the loop Vasquez has sent him into. Billy knows a surefire way to do exactly that.