"I'm tired of taking the high road for other people." Not that he ever really does take the high road. Just, theoretically, if he did, he'd probably already be tired of it, he thinks. "Besides, this playing nice stuff? It's just going to get you hurt in the long run."

He tends to use hostility and defensiveness as a countermeasure to the attacks he sees as potentials. If everyone's a foe, hurt them first, so they can't hurt you with as much force.

He leads her through a clearing to where the cows are. "They're these guys. I milk the oreo-looking ones. The brown ones look a little intimidating. Like they want to squish me."