"You pushed people around just for the hell of it?" He was beginning to understand that that was the way of wolves. His instincts--what little he seemed to have--didn't balk at that notion. But his human side was a little rankled by it. "Well, you're a refined meat head now then."
Darby seemed to be all right with that and he got off of Graham to reach down and grab his Xbox controller. He set it on the table by the TV and turned to face Graham. "Do you think I'd ever fit in here?"
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