[What the hell was with Brig and being so easy and military with his affections? What the fuck was with the plain out, simple honesty that he hasn't seen since Wolf's Choice/Rockin' Rollas/the Pack?

He's drawing a sharp breath and tensing up, all in an effort to Not Fucking Break. Then Brig throws out that last line, and while all of it still hurts, at least that part is funny, funny enough to make him chuckle.]

Fuck you. Next time you come to me for drinks, I'm going to make sure that it stays about you and never gets close to being about me.

[Because there's going to be a next time. Because maybe, for the moment, he's all right with keeping Brig close.]