"You think I wanted to be a fuckin criminal lad, I didn't get the beautiful goddamned childhood every kid usually gets. I was the oldest of twelve siblings with a father six feet below the ground and a mother driven mad from grief." Shamus said with a flash of anger, cocking his shotgun back as he glared at Lynx. "That however, is a story for another damned day. You may have lived in a war torn world, but at least they had the dignity to call it goddamned war. "