"Because we don't lie to each other. Its how we operate" He huffed, gaze darkening. Of course, what Jim did with the information was out of his hands. Until the other pointed his finger and told him to shoot, of course. But for the moment, the other seemed far more interested in getting back to the world run back home. Which was just fine with him, really.
Raising an eyebrow at the others words, he stared, glared really. "Some random Off the streets? No. But I told you. I've been telling you. He's my mate. My best mate. Not some strange bloke I picked out of the gutter. But sure, you lot can pick and choose the same bleeding randoms just fine. Ridiculous. " Rolling his eyes, he settled back, annoyed and not caring if they did toss him anymore.