[ He waits a moment or two to make sure the knife has been moved off of him, then lets out a breath and turns, finally, to look at her.
Yep, it's the girl -- his "wife," fucked up as that is -- who, though she may deny being a child, still looks almost disarmingly young to him. He must be at least, what, ten years older than her? Twice as old? Not that an old-fashioned suburban sprawl like this would probably bat much of an eye to such an age difference.
It's a super awkward elephant in the room that, for now, Ray is still going to put off acknowledging out loud. ]
Not the first thing.
[ He flicks the stove off with almost petty flourish from his wrist, scraping the eggs onto plates. ]
And don't be shitty, I was hungry! Look, I wanna figure out where we are too, and why, but what are we supposed to do, just go on a damn hunger strike until they send us home?
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Yep, it's the girl -- his "wife," fucked up as that is -- who, though she may deny being a child, still looks almost disarmingly young to him. He must be at least, what, ten years older than her? Twice as old? Not that an old-fashioned suburban sprawl like this would probably bat much of an eye to such an age difference.
It's a super awkward elephant in the room that, for now, Ray is still going to put off acknowledging out loud. ]
Not the first thing.
[ He flicks the stove off with almost petty flourish from his wrist, scraping the eggs onto plates. ]
And don't be shitty, I was hungry! Look, I wanna figure out where we are too, and why, but what are we supposed to do, just go on a damn hunger strike until they send us home?