Sorry. Trying to make awful things slightly less awful's a habit- sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't.

[ Fuck it not working before, he tugs Malcolm's hand up again to kiss his fingers, quick and easy before letting go. ]

It must have been complicated. I mean- you talked to them more than anyone else, I think. You had a good idea of who they were other than what they presented themselves to be, right? I only ever saw the creepy violent shit.