The corners of Johnny's mouth tug down into a thoughtful frown. He has a lot of skeletons in his closet that he'd been keeping shut for a while, but lately they weren't holding. She wouldn't warn him like that if there wasn't good reason for it. "I can respect that. Thanks for the warning, sounds like you experienced it first hand. How long have you been living here?"
"Yeah. Made sure it was the last thing I did." He says this with vicious satisfaction, a slight cruel edge to his words. Oops. His vindictiveness is showing. "Blew everyone to hell, to face at least some justice no one else would hold them accountable for. But it was too many dead. And not even a vengeance worth having. I don't have much reason to go back anymore, I've done enough damage. There's only one person I still give a damn about, and McNulty was still alive, last I saw. They don't need me to royally sneck things up any further."
He turns to address Ghost, curious as to how he materialized an entire thrust bike out of nowhere, but raises his eyebrows when Ghost vanishes. "Where did Ghost go?" Although Johnny isn't fooled by Blaze seeming less dangerous now. He has no doubt she could probably still snap his neck in a second without it.
"Right." He tightens his grip on the seat as they start off, but the longer Blaze shows off her deft piloting skills and doesn't ram them into a tree trunk, the more he gradually relaxes. They make good time, trees and landscape whipping by them, and he has to raise his voice a little to be heard over the wind. "How fast does this thing go? You ever race this?" She definitely seems the type to do that.
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"Yeah. Made sure it was the last thing I did." He says this with vicious satisfaction, a slight cruel edge to his words. Oops. His vindictiveness is showing. "Blew everyone to hell, to face at least some justice no one else would hold them accountable for. But it was too many dead. And not even a vengeance worth having. I don't have much reason to go back anymore, I've done enough damage. There's only one person I still give a damn about, and McNulty was still alive, last I saw. They don't need me to royally sneck things up any further."
He turns to address Ghost, curious as to how he materialized an entire thrust bike out of nowhere, but raises his eyebrows when Ghost vanishes. "Where did Ghost go?" Although Johnny isn't fooled by Blaze seeming less dangerous now. He has no doubt she could probably still snap his neck in a second without it.
"Right." He tightens his grip on the seat as they start off, but the longer Blaze shows off her deft piloting skills and doesn't ram them into a tree trunk, the more he gradually relaxes. They make good time, trees and landscape whipping by them, and he has to raise his voice a little to be heard over the wind. "How fast does this thing go? You ever race this?" She definitely seems the type to do that.