"I don't know what yer secret hobbies are. Gun toting badass by day, quiet crocheter by night."
He didn't see it, though. He really really didn't see it.
"City can be generous, in its fucked up weird way. Ya might not like all it gives ya, but sometimes it knows just what ya need most. Hands it over real quiet like. As if it were already yers and ya just didn't know it."