"Yes," Tommy snapped back. "Honestly, it would, because I feel like I'm talking to a stone wall half the time, and that's why I end up talking to TJ. He might be as fucked up as I am, but at least I know what he's thinking."
Tommy growled. "I'm just irritated, with everyone, with you, me, these scientists. Can't you get that? Is it so hard to get that someone can be upset without anyone being at fault? I'm not all Zen like. I'm perfectly happy with bitching at people. It makes me feel better even if it's not their fault."
He settled in his seat for only a moment, before backhanding Oliver's stomach. "You're an asshole. You'll leave me alone. Seriously? I wanted you to leave me alone when you didn't know, but now you do and you're not saying anything. How about what do you think about all of this? What do you want? Anything? Because in case you missed the point, I was talking about you, not some random guy I've just met."