Starbuck always seemed to make a mountain out of a molehill regarding Wesley. He was a letch and a prankster and a mess and all the above. It was true. But Wes was also great at his job, a kind and passionate man and just a little fucked up. Not completely. Reaching for the lollopops he held the whole box out to her. "Take your pick. Plenty of 'em. I don't give them to naughty kids. Or many kids at all... I think they've become my private stash."