Jack's fingers instinctively curled at the words, dangerously close to something reselmbling clinging. He let his arms drop to his sides at the realization.
"So what, I run this place by m'self? Naw. Fuck 'em, if th'don't like it. We're-" Not some goddamn queers. A funny statement, for a man lying naked in a bath with another man.
"F'get it. We're miles from nowhere. Ain't nobody out here t'tell us what t'do with our own goddamn business."