'I think I'll have to have a look at these tapes,' he murmurs, squeezing shampoo onto his palm and rubbing it through Random's hair.

'They sound interesting.'

He's not kidding, they do. He's looking forward to seeing what Random did. As for comments about the bar, he shrugs one shoulder.

'Well, you chose to be nice. And you are nice, sometimes. There's just more to you than that but you don't show many people and they're stupid enough to not believe you when you tell them. I was just always myself there. Everyone knows where they stand with me.'