"Fuck, Billy. " he's not mad. Billy's not lashing out or anything. Mike is just left with a stab if guilt. Idly, he wonders if he had a pack of cigarettes. Something to smoke. Or maybe he'll just get really fucking drunk and try to forget how horrible of a person he is.

"It's funny," he states. "Everyone in the house wanted to trust you. I was the only one who thought you were suspicious, and now that this happens. I trust you, but..." Billy, apparently, doesn't trust Mike. "I'll go. I'll go, but Billy? I... You're right. And if I wasn't so fucked up I should have seen it sooner."