"Wow. Ok. Could be like a little supportive, but whatever." He says sweeping his hair back from his face.

"Here's the thing though, Saint Nick. Can I call you Nick? You're all about Naughty or Nice, right? But back in the day, when you first gained legend status. Nice meant, stupid. From the Latin nescius or ignorant. And hey, I know language changes, you don't have to explain evolution to me. But like nice isn't good, you know? Nice matters about as much as the color of my eyes or what someone gets on their SATs. I don't do nice. I know. Smart asshole, or morally righteous jerk has always just seemed, you know. More attainable.

"Anyway. All I'm trying to say is. I haven't been the worst. A phone would be cool. So I can keep tabs on Kyle at least. I know he's ballsy, but like. He's just a human. And this whole magical island thing you've got going on doesn't always have first aid kits lying around, you know?"