I love him for it and I think if he were traveling with anyone other than Lips Anderson, the Wolf of Mounts Bay and a girl who’s been obsessed with him for far longer than she’d ever care to admit, I’d be just as bad. She walked into Senior’s murder room to die for us both. I’d trust her with so much more than my twin’s life at this point. My life would’ve been so much easier if we’d both been lesbians and I could have married her by now.
