Look, I don't really care about the speakeasy or the cabins. I don't care about this warden vs inmate bullshit, wherever or however it shows up. I don't care about grudges, or bad blood, or whatever here.

Jesus was trying to help because that's what Jesus does. I don't need that, and I don't need people getting used to going to him with my bullshit just because he's got the eyes. I've fought scarier dead things than your wife.

I've survived worse things than fake siblings and I could do with a hookup.