....Oh no.

He really, really hopes Tommy gets out of today alive. He's not sure he can hope for much else.

"Listen. You fucked up this time.

I don't give a fuck about Spirit. I don't give a fuck about anything, actually! If anyone who isn't from Tampa trades with you, if anyone so much as leaves you a seat in the cafeteria, I will make sure they regret it. If your study group does not fully condemn you, the same applies to all of them, plus I will make sure you will have nowhere to meet. If you keep trying to fight me I will kill you.

Don't try to threaten me."

Well, fuck. He had the one card.

"So if I stab Spirit, right now, if I rip out all her seams and shit--"

"DO IT! Destroy Spirit in front of me, right now!"

...He hands Spirit to Clay, wordlessly.

If it were just him and Tommy, maybe it would be different. But Niki and Jack don't have other friends, not close ones, and Alex has a chance at a spot in the Tampa alliance through Karl and Nick if he plays his cards right--

"Tommy, you had one job. And you messed it up. You stole from Tampa, again, when you were supposed to be making amends. You threatened Clay after we had decided on a resolution.

Clay, I am speaking on behalf of my study group when I say we want nothing to do with Tommy. I leave what to do with him up to you."

"...Toby?"

"This is how it has to be. You're a liability, Tommy. You need to leave."

"You're--you're my friend."

"Goodbye, Tommy." He hopes it won't be the last, but realistically, it probably will.

"You don't want to die, right, Tommy? You need to listen to me, now." Clay tugs his arm. "Come on, Tommy."

And Tommy goes.