I’d learned there were layers to Quaid he didn’t let most people see. Underneath the trademark sneer and stiff spine, he was a decent guy. I’d seen him smile. I’d heard him laugh. And I’d watched him let go while in the throes of passion. I’d dug underneath those layers of armor, and the man he hid from the world wasn’t a bad guy at all. In fact, deep down, Quaid Valor was vulnerable and sensitive. Dare I say likable?
