He had been... not exactly in a good mood, but relatively neutral, all things considered. Buzzed, numb and not angry. That was quickly changing though, because as much as Korbin didn't want to admit it, her words were hitting where it hurt.
"I can do whatever the fuck I want with myself," he snapped back. "If it hurts anyone else then that's their problem, not mine. I never asked anyone to care - the exact opposite in fact."
The very idea that he was responsible for her efforts or lack thereof was preposterous. Laughable. "You can't help me, because for one, I don't want your help and for the other, the only way you could possibly make anything worth living for would be to bring me back my family. Without them there is no fucking point to anything, and I fail to see even one reason to try anything."
Agitation and the drink made him talk more than he wanted, but by now there were already so many who knew about his reasonings that Korbin didn't care. Not beyond the disgust he felt at giving her anything, even the slightest bit of information.
"I can do whatever the fuck I want with myself," he snapped back. "If it hurts anyone else then that's their problem, not mine. I never asked anyone to care - the exact opposite in fact."
The very idea that he was responsible for her efforts or lack thereof was preposterous. Laughable. "You can't help me, because for one, I don't want your help and for the other, the only way you could possibly make anything worth living for would be to bring me back my family. Without them there is no fucking point to anything, and I fail to see even one reason to try anything."
Agitation and the drink made him talk more than he wanted, but by now there were already so many who knew about his reasonings that Korbin didn't care. Not beyond the disgust he felt at giving her anything, even the slightest bit of information.
In loving memory of when I gave a shit
KORBIN
HALE
HALE
