"No, cousin!" Yelling a little bit now, trying to get up into Carmy's face. "No, cousin, I get to say shit like that because someone has to say shit like that to you once in a fucking while! You spend so much time in your fucking head that you forget there are other people around and you don't get to control them always! And we love you and want you to just, fucking -- I just want things to go right for once! Fuck!"

He finishes that on a harder note than he intended and has to stop and smoke his cigarette a little, but it's gone out and nearly at the filter anyway so he just crumples it up in his hand because there isn't a bin around and he's not going to throw it onto the grass like a jerk.

"I just.." he continues, back to an almost normal volume now. Maybe lower, and not looking at Carmy. "I don't want you to regret it, cuz."