[there was no judgment in his tone to indicate whether he thinks it's good or bad, and there's not any when he nods against her head.]

I think I'd be a pretty miserable bastard if I let other people decide who and what I am. And people hate that, you know. There's nothing that some people hate more than realizing I'm not pretending I don't give a fuck what they think.

Pretty sure Roman couldn't live my way, and I know I couldn't live his.