[ There was a heavy sigh at that, hands back up to rub at his eyes. Frustration or resignation? He couldn’t tell, even as that quiet titter of a laugh came out of his mouth. ]

I guess I knew that...but it’s probably a hell of a lot easier to see it when it’s happening to someone else. You know, like in the movies? You can see the moment it happens but when you’re living it...it’s different.

[ A pause, Mista letting out a huff of a laugh. ]

He brought the Pistols a little house and I thought my heart was gonna explode...fuck.