With a sigh, Slav ran a hand down his face. He definitely could not pull of being pissed off with Gor, even if Gor did want him gone and leaving him to be alone.
How was it that when he wanted to be angry at the Littlest, Gor was just too hard to stay really mad at once he saw him in person? If Slav had felt like he had been kicked before, repeatedly in the ribcage when he was down, being mean to or angry at the youngest Jones now would be even worse. Make him feel even worse.
As it was, the youngest and smallest of them all was hunched over, looking for all the world like a baby turtle hiding in his shell. And it was not as if he could tell him honestly that he was not completely pathetic with anything remotely female, Riff not withstanding (for lack of boobs and hips and hair).
With an odd sort of self realization that most would not expect from Slav, mostly because he came off as rather dim for all his distraction, he spoke, "That's 'cause Bianca screwed us all over pretty good. You're terrified of 'em, Ios has his weed, Nik's got 'Chibi Moon'...the physics of I really try hard not to think of so I don't have to stab myself in the inner eye. And me..." he shrugged. "I like someone paying attention to me."