Carmy double-takes at him even as his stomach goes ice, je-sus, okay, they're going there. Sniffs, half turning as if in mute appeal to an invisible audience, look at this shit I have to put up with. "Fuck you," he says immediately because it's always easier than finding actual words. "Fuck off. Don't — say shit like that, like you weren't just sucking my dick an hour ago." Offended on Richie's behalf, a little. Upset thinking about Claire, that Richie's thinking about Claire, that he's probably going to fuck up this thing with Richie and with Grace because he's incapable of creating and maintaining something good.