[Guzma sighs. He...really can't get into and argument over why he's not a good person without explaining himself, and that's not really a conversation he wants to have. He'd really rather keep all that bad stuff under wraps, if he can. Or at least as vague as possible. It's nice that the Drifter think he's decent enough to be around, but Guzma doesn't want them to expect him to be a good guy. He's not, never will be. He can't change who and what he was, is, that's just not possible.
He can do good things, be kind to people he actually cares about, but that doesn't make him any less of a thug deep down.]
That don't change the things I done, homie. ...But thanks, I guess. For seeing me different than everyone else. [He appreciates it, even if he doesn't seem to act like it.]
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He can do good things, be kind to people he actually cares about, but that doesn't make him any less of a thug deep down.]
That don't change the things I done, homie. ...But thanks, I guess. For seeing me different than everyone else. [He appreciates it, even if he doesn't seem to act like it.]