Rock Bottom isn't so bad! There's food and shelter. Wario is there.

Havoc continued giving James's neck those good old scratches until his hands found his shoulders. Tense again. This James was always tense. What'd he have to be tense about? He was doing a good job taking care of him wasn't he?

He finally withdrew from under James's arm and just faced him, plastered man to hideously plastered man and planted his hands against his chest so he could look up at him.

"Hey, Sunshine, you're gonna be alright." He jabbed a finger into his ribs. "So I don't wanna see you wour-worryin'."