“Well I am like, you look soft. You may strike fear into some guys but you look like a big ol teddy bear to me.” He shrugged.

“I’m not a soft bad guy. You’re just a cute cop. No, a soft cop! Yeah. That sounds better.” He rambled.

“It’s not cute! I’m evil remember. Bad guys aren’t cute. There are soft bad guys and edge bad guys. I am not a soft bad guy.” He said kinda insulted. He didn’t seem to mind him changing though.

“I don’t really mind. Unless you mind. But it’s kinda annoying being short because half the people I talk to are talking than me.” He shrugged.

“I think she thought it was better that I was short because half of the people there were either shorter than me or just a bit taller. Imagine a midget stripper. That wouldn’t end well.” He said chuckling a little.

“Let me tell you, I’ve been to many places throughout my life. And once I was like a joke stripper which was great. They were like,’Oh you’re short and big hipped. You’ll do great!’.” He laughed.

“Sure. You’d make a sexy stripper. Now we’ve got to come up with your stripper name. Like Big Ben or something.” He laughed.

Eh, whatever-

“Well then, we can just say you’re not a police man and I’m not a mercenary. They’re just titles given to both of us and we can change them to whatever we want.”

“Yeah, I like guys. I also like girls. And pretty much everyone.” He chuckled.”And I’m guessing you like guys.”

“I’m not a mass murderer, I’m a mercenary. There’s a difference.” He said.”But I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it.” He replied and sat down on the couch too.

“I’m the average height for a man I’ll have you know.” He huffed.(Sure if you want, I’m not good at timeskips.)

“Yeah. True. It’s also hard when you’re smaller than 5’10.”

“No. I only really have clothes my size. Which I doubt you’ll fit.” He replied.”We could probably find something though.

Merry Christmas!

“Like I said, if I wanted you dead you’d already be dead. But if you don’t stay here the only other place is out in the desert. And it doesn’t cool down any less out there.” He replied.

“Well, As long as you’re here they don’t know that you’re not looking for me. And I mean, I’m a generally nice guy really. They make me seem like the big bad wolf when I’m like a softer version of him.” He relied.

“You’re right. It would. Plus think about it, if I wanted you dead I would have just left you out in the desert. Or killed you myself. I mean, I knew who you were from the start.” He shrugged leaning against the counter again.

.” He said chuckling awkwardly.

“I have no problem being gay. Or anything honestly. Plus, I don’t kill for fun. I kill cause it’s my job. Of course nothing pays better than my job. Why change? Not like I have a soul anyways. The government’s already shattered that and my hopes and dream