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"I'd still feel really uneasy about it all. If any of you guys ever got hurt... or worse, then that's on me, for being a bad teacher. I just..."

He broke off, feeling really shitty about being the lone naysayer. With everyone looking at him, and given the gravity of the situation, words failed him. There was no witty quote or comedic reference to get him out of this one.

"Listen, I get it, believe me. The cops in this town.." he stopped, looking apologetically at Aimee "..[i]most[/i] of the cops in this town don't care, or they're dirty. I get the appeal of taking matters into our own hands, but at the end of the day I don't want to see you guys get hurt. I don't want to be responsible for that.... I don't want to bury anyone else."

[i]'Is that really the time? Damn it'[/i] Trip thought, catching sight of the old clock across the way. He pushed his chair back and leaned over to grab his backpack stowed under the table.
"Can I think about it, and let you all know later? I've gotta get going, I'm teaching a few classes today, don't wanna be late."