Sparta wouldn't come out unless he needed to, right? I'm not worried about that.
. . . I don't like the idea of not going at all either. I won't—I can't look like I'm hiding from that guy. You might not understand it, Rain. The life you remember was an easier one than ours, but I remember dealing with enough fucks like him to know it's a bad idea. He already thinks he's better than me. I'm not going to prove him right.