Billy can see it. He's not sure what he's seeing, but he sees how much the two care for each other. Something beyond roommates, beyond friendship. But not like they were involved. He doesn't quite understand it all, or how it is he picked up on it. Part of a natural skill he'd always had, but fell by the wayside due to lack of use in recent years.

But then Roger dropped that word. Own. He did feel owned sometimes. Like he was nothing more than property to them. Every aspect of his life manufactured and controlled.

Billy shook his head with a faint laugh of relief. "No, this isn't about a demo tape." Maybe the next time he was in the studio, or spoke to Dorset, he could see if he could find it. "This...is about something else. I ran into Mark a few weeks ago about how you felt about CHAOS. I'm going to give you something. And you've got to swear to me you never show it to anyone, or tell anyone where you got it. Cause if it gets out...not only am I out of a job, but they'd make your life hell. Do I have your word?" That last part was true. The last thing he wanted to see was his company destroying two nice people like this.