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Turkey should mind his own bleeding business, and give him a bloody cigarrette.

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passes him a cigarette and honestly thinks the frenchman deserves a bit of a beating.

hasn't done anything!

DONE PLENTY.

pick pockets a light from turkey and lights his smoke, throwing the lighter back when he's done. Taking a drag he glares at them both._

'What is it to you anyway Turkey?'

catches the lighter and shrugs. "A bit of bloodshed? Maybe missing those gladiator days of my childhood? Or it can really let off some s

steam?"

flicks the ash developing at the end of his cigarette, scowling. 'You're still a little messed up, you know that right?'

shrugs. "Yes, I'm quite aware." He doesn't seem bothered about that.

frowns, 'You better not touch him either.' He really wasn't a happy bunny at the moment.

quirks a brow. "Touch who?"

scowls, 'Wouldn't you like to know.'

gets it. "If it's about your son. Don't worry. I'm not interested in the slightest."

continues smoking, letting out a small sigh of relief. 'Ta,' he replies, both for the reassurance and the cigarette. He needed it.

glad to be of service in that case.

soon stubs out the cigarrette on the bottom of his shoe, throwing it out. 'How did you know about the argument me and Francis were having?'

he asks, mostly out of curiosity.

offers him another. "It wasn't hard to figure out but I was told by someone, who overheard the commotion."

shakes his head. He's still considering himself a former smoker. He thanks him though, 'I didn't know we were being the loud.'

nods and puts it away. "Sometimes you don't realise such things when you're in the moment."

rubs the back of his head, feeling the need to apologise. Although he's not quite sure about what. 'Yeah, I guess.' He's calmed down_

considerably after having the cigarette.

doesn't think Scotland has anything to apologize for. He had good reason to be angry. "Don't worry about it. You had a right too."

knows he had every right to be angry, and probably would be for a while yet. 'Yeah... France was out of line... who does anything with_

their mate's kid?'

that's fair. "France, apparently."

nods, 'Effing twat.'

snorts. "Yeah, that sounds about right."

frowns with the snort. 'Well, Ta for the fag. Think I'm gonna head though...' Really, in his mood he didn't have anything constructive to_

say to the other.'

nods. "Goodluck in that case and if you need to smoke, let me know."

smiles somewhat, 'Ta mate.' And then he stalks back home.