The admission to liking him prompts a short laugh from Yomiel. Likes him. Someone likes him, someone enjoys his company--someone who doesn't even know who he is. It's been far too long. There's irony in there somewhere, and he'll be damned if Apollo doesn't change his tune upon finding out he's a dead man. If. He intends to keep that little gem under wraps for as long as possible.
"Well, guess ya could make worse decisions s'far as company goes," he drawls, cocking his head with something of a smile. It doesn't last long, however. Apollo's gestures and uneasy tone alone are enough to sink a strange pang of empathy in his spirit. Gavin. That guy was Apollo's mentor, right? Tall, blond, bespectacled German--yeah, he remembers.
"So there was a wolf in the Sheriff's herd? I ain't surprised." That comes out sounding bitter, and he is. As far as he's concerned, Cabanela is just as bad...but he's maybe a little upset that a nice guy like Deputy Justice had to go and get caught up in it. Clearly it was someone he looked up to, trusted. Everyone gets tarnished in some way or another but that doesn't make it any nicer to look at. He raises an arm to sling it around Apollo's shoulders, giving his forearm a brief squeeze in what he hopes is an amiable gesture.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Justice. I'm sure y'all lawmen are gonna be up in arms for a while, ain't gonna be easy. Don't blame ya one bit for drinkin'. ...But I think you're hittin' yer limit if you wanna git home alright."
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"Well, guess ya could make worse decisions s'far as company goes," he drawls, cocking his head with something of a smile. It doesn't last long, however. Apollo's gestures and uneasy tone alone are enough to sink a strange pang of empathy in his spirit. Gavin. That guy was Apollo's mentor, right? Tall, blond, bespectacled German--yeah, he remembers.
"So there was a wolf in the Sheriff's herd? I ain't surprised." That comes out sounding bitter, and he is. As far as he's concerned, Cabanela is just as bad...but he's maybe a little upset that a nice guy like Deputy Justice had to go and get caught up in it. Clearly it was someone he looked up to, trusted. Everyone gets tarnished in some way or another but that doesn't make it any nicer to look at. He raises an arm to sling it around Apollo's shoulders, giving his forearm a brief squeeze in what he hopes is an amiable gesture.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Justice. I'm sure y'all lawmen are gonna be up in arms for a while, ain't gonna be easy. Don't blame ya one bit for drinkin'. ...But I think you're hittin' yer limit if you wanna git home alright."