[Now that piques his interest. He tilts his head, watches Jason Carver with a new kind of curiosity. Watches as he tries to scream, to thrash, furious and panicked. Billy moves lazily: lets Eddie’s hair fall back into place, standing and circling to crouch at Jason’s side, holding him down.
no subject
He whistles, low.]
Jesus, Munson. That sounds real personal.
[What has he missed?]