It isn't so much about the lack of sociability on my part, more like the fact that where I come from, I'm and escaped, convicted murderer. I don't know how many of those you got running around, but I'm not sure how many other unsociable's got that on their resume.

[He hadn't turned to see Fred's reaction until the last words were out. He looks back to Fred then, pulling his goggles up and off so his eyes catch and reflect in the light.]

To be honest it felt good being there, doing what I could. I've never been the kinda guy to do shit like this before. Sure as hell helps that it was something I'm good at. [Not smug at all, uh uh.]