You and Travis had always gotten along much better than you and Wes— maybe it was because of your similar personalities, or how you both loved to annoy Wes.

But Wes hated it, he hated how close you were with Travis— he wanted to be Travis. He wanted to be close with you, have inside jokes with you, hang out with you— but he was just the 'stern, no-fun detective,' and that's all he thought he'd ever be.

Was this jealousy? Envy? Hell, what was the difference?