Ouroboros Spine If you were a Transformer… you’d be Optimus Fine.

He'd assumed, from the way she spoke, that whatever place this was, she was going to lead it.  But apparently this wasn't the case, and to his mind, that meant whoever the other dude was probably going to be calling the shots.  That didn't bode well for him at all.

Shit,  he expressed in an exhale.  What did it matter anyway?  Probably the guy would take one look at him and tell him to keep moving.

Thats a pretty raw deal.  She really couldn't give him shit, could she?  Not even a promise of a home, which was like, the... bare minimum.  But he could always bounce.  This interaction left a pretty bad taste in his mouth, especially after Legion.  He'd had nothing but scorn there too, and he didn't believe for a second he'd deserved it (though he unobjectively had).  

He probably wouldn't find anything anyway.  No one forces me to stay anywhere, sweetheart.  You can be sure of that.  He tossed over his shoulder, and then he kept moving.