Breakdown by Lozalong
He hopes that Bodie hasn’t annoyed them. When it was Doyle’s turn he stayed quiet, got slapped around a little for his insolence but at least he didn’t cheek them: Bodie, on the other hand, is well-known for his mouth. He imagines the glint of defiance in his partner’s eye, so familiar to him, as familiar as the swell of pride that rises even now in his chest -- he tries to ignore it, though, because as if Bodie needs any encouragement to behave recklessly. The best thing is to try and get out of this alive and, really, anything else can wait a while.