[Krieg takes a few minutes to make sweet love to this juicy, sinful burger, which gives him a few minutes to mull things over into something coherent instead of angry babbling.

He swallows fully, wiping the corner of his mouth with his thumb.]

I've been thinking about it. I'm...not in this business for politics. I just want to make art. So I've been thinking I'll go solo. Indie. Publish online.

I dunno if I'll make it, but shit. I've got a trailer--bought it for cooking but I never had the wits to do it.

[Another bite. It's slower, thoughtful, and by the time he swallows, he's looking up at her.]

You wanna come?