“Bedlam, I don’t think you get what I’m saying here. You’re treating this like it’s just a punishment. It’s not. I will kill you if you ever come near me or my family ever again. By my hand or another’s.” [b]He sees Grant clench his hand around his pistol, and sees something Grant hasn’t ever done in Bedlam’s company. He looks Bedlam straight in the eyes.[/b] “I don’t want to do this, but you’ve forced my hand. I will not have a danger like you around me, my children, my friends, or anyone I know. I promised myself no harm would ever come to them again if it was in my power. And this is. So you are dead to me, Bedlam. At least few Bedlam I know is dead. The one who would laugh and mess around a pick up girls and have fun with kids isn’t there anymore. Don’t think I didn’t notice those eyes. Last little bit of decency left you, didn’t it? And don’t worry. I’ll be telling your girl about this as well.”