[ he's grabbing some of that scrap to scream into, breathing hard. His head tilts back - there's a sick pleasure to it, judging by the way he moans when it's finally settled.

... Can he kill ten people to fix it? ]

If it doesn't work after the next one it's not fucking worth it, man. I can - I can make due.

[ he isn't sure he can hunt. Honestly. Not someone outside of Jason fucking Carver. ]

... Your sister and stepmom live next door, by the way.