"You got that right. People don't even wanna look at it." As a kid trying to make it on the street, sometimes he'd felt almost as much contempt for those who shied away as he did for those who tried to attack or otherwise come after him.

Even as he tilted his head back to drink, he kept a questioning eye on her. "That's kind of a scary thought. Bein' taken in by this place, I mean."

"People back where you're from were into this stuff?" He waved his hand around, gesturing at the festivities.