“You say sheltered, I say terrible parenting.” He shrugs. Reggie was the worst dad. He knows this even more keenly now. After he was just gonna let him die - did let him die - and all that. “But hey. What are you gonna do? Kill your dad?” He pauses a bit. “All things considered, we probably should have.”

No money. That was a weird concept. Useful, though. Cause he hasn’t figured out how to pay for shit here. Except he’s still stuck and now she’s just playing the claw game?

He guesses this is exactly what Lila would do. Probably Five, too. He sighs before trying to squirm around to get free from his shirt. “They didn’t mention that in the kidnapping letter or anywhere,” he mutters as he catches himself on the metal corner again.