We didn't need to for weeks, but I mean...I guess we had like...patches on us that kept us fed? I doubt we kept those. Shit. I guess I actually would wither away in here, physically.

I don't, uh. I don't know that they're the ones that have ever been doing the contacting. Y'know? Not this time, and not last time.

I mean. Your idea is still better than my idea, which was, I dunno, I was probably just gonna walk into the gates of hell. Haven't been burned to death before, that's a new one. But then I'd be stuck over there and couldn't talk to you.