Guy seems to forget his own mission to whip up black sausages and eggs and toast and to slice up the fruit in the icebox to put with the cakes.
"When I first arrived with Anthony and Kim, we were kept in the Battledome. We all thought we'd been caught."
He won't bring Julian through their thought processes. Wondering if outside the open door there would be semi-automatic rifles waiting to mow them down. Whether outside the dome itself there'd be buried landmines and barbed wire fences, or this was all part of a bloody camp.
"I can't speak of coming back because I don't know. But I promise you, Julian..."
He looks him in the eye, his own smile replaced with steadfast, genuine, cockeyed optimism. The Guy Julian had always known. "It isn't so terrible here."
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"When I first arrived with Anthony and Kim, we were kept in the Battledome. We all thought we'd been caught."
He won't bring Julian through their thought processes. Wondering if outside the open door there would be semi-automatic rifles waiting to mow them down. Whether outside the dome itself there'd be buried landmines and barbed wire fences, or this was all part of a bloody camp.
"I can't speak of coming back because I don't know. But I promise you, Julian..."
He looks him in the eye, his own smile replaced with steadfast, genuine, cockeyed optimism. The Guy Julian had always known. "It isn't so terrible here."