Walden was even more confused now. "Why would you do that?" he asked. "Why would you fancy me? Fucking me? I'm no good for you, Rabastan. You've got all this fucking money. I'm going to be in jail soon."
He ran a hand through his hair. People didn't even like him. Weldon liked him sometimes, but that was it. Nobody else. Walden was used to it just being him and his brother. Even if he'd volunteered to help protect Rabastan, he'd only done it because... because of things. "You know what? I don't fucking care. I want you to get attached. You're... it's complicated."
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