Even the worst dudes here are just kinda shitty. [as opposed to back home, where they had to deal with actual bloodthirsty cannibal cultists.

he catches the grunt, but not really what it's for. probably just manly discomfort over big emotions, that dumb gay bastard.]

It's gonna suck, but we can make it through this, dude. Like, I'm not about to give up on that gator farm dream, and neither are you. I mean, not that the gator farm is your dream, but like, you know. I think you said somethin' about San Francisco??

[he knows the drill. mourn the loss of the life they had, remember the life they're working towards.]