[Sands simply grunts softly at Matt's optimistic words.
He's not past the phase where he feels the need to get revenge from the remaining people who ruined his life, or just the cartels in general. Whatever 'new life' or 'purpose' out there for him isn't going to be anything like the thrilling one he left behind with the CIA.
Even if those fuckers are definitely keeping an eye on him, just waiting for him to step out of line. He has no doubt.]
It's better than nothing.
[A few drinks with someone who can relate is a more pleasant evening than listening to the TV and moping.]
Great. But if you can't get me laid, then you'll have to do it yourself.
[It's a joke. Sort of. Funny to imagine, anyway. Neither of them would be able to see shit, but in a way it'd be like fucking with the lights off.]
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He's not past the phase where he feels the need to get revenge from the remaining people who ruined his life, or just the cartels in general. Whatever 'new life' or 'purpose' out there for him isn't going to be anything like the thrilling one he left behind with the CIA.
Even if those fuckers are definitely keeping an eye on him, just waiting for him to step out of line. He has no doubt.]
It's better than nothing.
[A few drinks with someone who can relate is a more pleasant evening than listening to the TV and moping.]
Great. But if you can't get me laid, then you'll have to do it yourself.
[It's a joke. Sort of. Funny to imagine, anyway. Neither of them would be able to see shit, but in a way it'd be like fucking with the lights off.]