[Right here in his arms is one hell of a guy. For a moment his eye squints more, of course it makes his crows feet deepen. The weight on him does nothing other than add some pressure. Nothing he doesn't do on his own.]

I'm saying... [Wets his lips, still looking at his younger, freckled mug] I love fuckin' you. Just another way of showing how y'make me feel.

[No brainer in a big way. He's still gotta use his words and so he doesn't wait on this point.]

Who the hell knows about time or fucking anything here, I wanna be sure to give you [their partnership] all I got and not hold back. Make the most of it. That's what I was trying to do. I don't wanna be in another smoke filled room and be wishing I'd have done more in case I die.

[Everybody dies sometime. Here, they die and bounce back sometimes. It seemed pretty real when they experienced it.]

I know this ain't my fault I fuck like I'm fifty [because that's what he is] or that you didn't ask for this...

[Out of his own frustration his eyes are trying to drift.]