"Nah, nah, I ain't sweatin' that." It hurts that that's what Aunamee thinks this is, that this is about Punchy and not about the man lying in a hospital bed. But it is, isn't it? This isn't about Aunamee's guilt, after all.

"Just, you know. Glad these hos is treating you proper."

He walks over to the window and runs a hand over the sill.