[Well.]

[If he didn't look confused before, he did now.]

[And Terry didn't look.... okay. Mad, okay, but not about--wait, what?]

I didn't do anything to you? [No, really, he was fucking confused!] You came home, got mad at me. I got mad back. I told you like it was and what I was going to do and you didn't agree. We talked, I said I wouldn't drag anyone else in with me, and that was that. You let me go and I didn't get killed.

You.. don't remember that? Dude, I almost fucking hit you till those ninja reflexes kicked in.