Horizon Ridge Where the sun don't ever shine

“And I don’t care,” Kennedy responded in the next beat. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I'll be going.” The Razorback was anything but fast, but he hobbled his way past Gavriil, holding his back leg close to keep it out of harm's way. Not that it would do much good, considering the damn thing was never going to be the same again.

There was a time when he would have considered such an exit rude, but that time was in the past. This was the new Kennedy, and since nobody was really correcting him on his behavior, he would continue to act in whatever way he pleased. If they all insisted on keeping him alive and continuing these methods of making him happier, they were all going to be rather unhappy.

Exit Kennedy!