[There's something in the calm tone of Blue's voice that speaks to him. It's a balm to his own volatile feelings. Jason feels that yearning for a friend again. It feels like maybe he can have one here with this strange young man. He finally lifts his head to look at Blue]
I want a friend. Someone I can talk to and shoot the shit with.
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I want a friend. Someone I can talk to and shoot the shit with.
[Another desire spoken. The pain eases even more]