"You can organize mine if you want," Duke offers as he sees Bunny looking over the board. He doesn't want to deny him a neat board, though he's more than happy to play on his own side if Bunny doesn't want control.

"Emotional support anythin' seems good enough these days. Since, yeah, if there was a therapist at Prescott they'd probably be like, fucking doing better or somethin'." He quirks a smile suddenly. "Think Blanche could do it?"