Sharky wasn't stupid.

Sure, he didn't have some fancy, shmancy degree and maybe he's accidentally ended up wearing his trousers inside out once or twice. He wasn't really stupid.

But he knew people.

And he didn't like how obsessive the Seeds were getting about the Deputy. Dep. His new best bud. His ride or die. And while riding in the car with Dep to go unleash unholy hell on Peggies who deserved to die - he heard things. Radio calls. Mean calls from John, Faith, Jacob. Joseph too, once - when they kaboomed his big, stupid statue.

They just didn't seem to give Dep a break. No matter the region, there was always eventually someone on the radio creeping on them, promising vengeance and regret.

So, when he and Dep were in the truck and heard John Seed whining over the radio at Dep about one of his properties being snatched up by Dep and the Resistance - well, it got him thinking.

And scowling, arms crossed over his hoodie as he slid down in his seat.

He definitely wasn't pouting.

"Dude's such a creep. You'd think all that money he has could pay for a therapist or somethin'."

He huffed.

"God, he's obsessed with you. I'm just gonna say it - I don't like it. Him or his creepy lil crush on you, Po-Po. Hell, him and his entire family are whack."