When Todd started to stammer a little in that manner that indicated he was getting stressed Neil leaned forward to touch his arm listening to the events as told by his friend and frowning darkly with each passing word.

"Sonof..." Neil would never finish that word, he was mindful of his language but he jumped up off the table and paced fretfully.

Suddenly whirling back towards Todd, Neil cried out. "He didn't have to say I was dead!"

Wrapping his arms up around himself, the way he did when he was insecure about something, usually his father, Neil frowned down at the floor.

"I can't believe he did that. I can't believe he'd be so...vindictive that he'd go after Keating...that Nolan would be so damn petty..." Neil paused and sucked in a shakey breath. "Well...okay I can believe Nolan would be that petty about Keating."

Kicking the toe of his shoe into the floor, Neil let his arms fall to his sides.

"Cameron's just weak. He never wanted to stand up to anyone, including us when we made him do stuff he didn't agree with. He goes with whichever way the wind blows...pity him, Todd...don't be angry with him."