( robbie sighs but it's quiet. he can't really argue because he doesn't know this guy and no one's obligated to listen to him. he knows just as much as about this place as the next person. it feels wrong, it looks wrong and getting out of here should be a priority but he doesn't know how to go about that. )
no subject
And I guess that's not a guarantee, is it?
( not with the world shifting like it does. )
One of us might die out here from lack of food.
( very reassuring. )