"Well, yeah, because I value my freedom and everyone else's over drinking the Kool-Aid and pretending that being drugged into lethargy is happiness." He sighs. "I guess some people might prefer the Kool-Aid, but I think it's 'cause they don't remember how to be happy. I didn't for a while, either. Just 'cause you're not unhappy doesn't mean you're happy."

It's complicated. It's not some cut-and-dry, black and white thing. He knows that. He still has his morals and his beliefs and without those, he really doesn't have much else. "We don't hurt people who aren't already trying to hurt us, but if you hurt my brother or my friends..." His fists clench at his sides. "All bet are off. Someone touches my brother, I'll fuckin' kill 'em."

Honestly, Kobra doesn't know if they were ever going to win, but he knows the fight is worth trying. Maybe his world is just broken, but if it is, they are going to burn it to the ground, because they can't let BLi win. It all just reminds him of how much he would rather go home with Lyds or Dan and just take Party with him.