Under the anger is something more pervasive. Desperation.
"You come in riddled with black an' blues, in so much pain y'can hardly breathe, an' I find out Voodoo's the one that's done that t'you. How did you expect I would feel? What kinda reaction was I s'posed t'have?"
Whether or not Voodoo had personally hurt her, her reaction would've been the same. She was scared, and angry, and worried half to death about him. Nobody goes after her man. Nobody.
"I know you're upset with 'im, an' I know you're still achin'. But goddamnit, Tommy. I ain't talked t'you 'bout this 'cuz you an' Voodoo are friends, an' someday y'might want t'rekindle that. I know how y'deal with problems. Y'go in swingin'. You're likely t'get one or both'a you killed."
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Under the anger is something more pervasive. Desperation.
"You come in riddled with black an' blues, in so much pain y'can hardly breathe, an' I find out Voodoo's the one that's done that t'you. How did you expect I would feel? What kinda reaction was I s'posed t'have?"
Whether or not Voodoo had personally hurt her, her reaction would've been the same. She was scared, and angry, and worried half to death about him. Nobody goes after her man. Nobody.
"I know you're upset with 'im, an' I know you're still achin'. But goddamnit, Tommy. I ain't talked t'you 'bout this 'cuz you an' Voodoo are friends, an' someday y'might want t'rekindle that. I know how y'deal with problems. Y'go in swingin'. You're likely t'get one or both'a you killed."