[Connor wants so badly to be a comfort. To take hold of him and reassure him that he would do anything he could think of to keep Sean from serving time that he doesn't deserve.
They'd talked about this, weeks back. About guys just doing illegal shit to get by, and he lets them slide under the radar as long as they're not hurting anybody. The guy in charge of the bets he places, the guy that runs his favorite food truck, the folks with the illegal clinic that tends to be the only place the people that live out in the boondocks can afford for emergencies. He lets them slide, and does the rest of his work squeaky clean.
But now, he can hear Sean breaking down next to him, and he can't do anything. If he makes promises, in this state Sean certainly won't believe him.]
I won't let them deport you. There's loopholes around it and some strings I can pull. Please, just trust me.
[As if that's going to happen now. But it's worth a shot.]
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28/10/18 09:48 (UTC)They'd talked about this, weeks back. About guys just doing illegal shit to get by, and he lets them slide under the radar as long as they're not hurting anybody. The guy in charge of the bets he places, the guy that runs his favorite food truck, the folks with the illegal clinic that tends to be the only place the people that live out in the boondocks can afford for emergencies. He lets them slide, and does the rest of his work squeaky clean.
But now, he can hear Sean breaking down next to him, and he can't do anything. If he makes promises, in this state Sean certainly won't believe him.]
I won't let them deport you. There's loopholes around it and some strings I can pull. Please, just trust me.
[As if that's going to happen now. But it's worth a shot.]