[At that, he walked over to her, gritting his teeth and trying not to bring up what Uhura had done to him, because he was fairly sure that was worse, but that wasn't what she wanted to hear. Or, probably, needed to hear. He crouched down next to her, leaning back against the wall,]
What about, though? I mean, Jarod, obviously, but what... what the fuck was that fucking bad, Parker?
[He paused,] Not that you have to fucking tell me, but... love, I just want to figure it out, help ya.
Re: Spam.
What about, though? I mean, Jarod, obviously, but what... what the fuck was that fucking bad, Parker?
[He paused,] Not that you have to fucking tell me, but... love, I just want to figure it out, help ya.