[It's funny how people always sound so very mad when they say they aren't mad.

Riz's ears droop, his expression somewhat resigned. Because while he gets it, a little at least, why Boober feels like this, he isn't sure if Boober gets how... tentative friendships are for him. He has the Bad Kids now, and Boober himself, but for years he had no one. And it had been made very clear to him that that was because of Riz being who he was. The friendships he had found now were a stroke of luck, one he wasn't sure he'd be able to replicate if he is honest, and he doesn't want to outstay his welcome.]

I know people already put up with a lot hanging out with me. It's fine. I don't want to-- [be left behind] become even more of a pain in the ass.