You went to a cooking class? Was that before or after getting the earrings, tough cop?
[Even though his tone is vitriolic as ever, curiosity pushes Jean over to the counter to peer at the food. He is hungry. He's hungrier than he can ever remember being in his life. Maybe he will have to try someājust to get Harry to fuck off, of course. He doesn't quite put two and two together until Harry mentions neighbors, and Jean winces at his own appetite. He shouldn't ask where Harry got ingredients. None of them can afford to be particularly scrupulous, anymore; his mind conjures up a vision of Kim standing in the same spot, methodically asking to be killed.]
You'd better hope those fucking apes in C-Wing don't ever show up here. You'll never hear the end of it. Mullen with the pierced ears and the homemade stew. Low hanging fruit.
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[Even though his tone is vitriolic as ever, curiosity pushes Jean over to the counter to peer at the food. He is hungry. He's hungrier than he can ever remember being in his life. Maybe he will have to try someājust to get Harry to fuck off, of course. He doesn't quite put two and two together until Harry mentions neighbors, and Jean winces at his own appetite. He shouldn't ask where Harry got ingredients. None of them can afford to be particularly scrupulous, anymore; his mind conjures up a vision of Kim standing in the same spot, methodically asking to be killed.]
You'd better hope those fucking apes in C-Wing don't ever show up here. You'll never hear the end of it. Mullen with the pierced ears and the homemade stew. Low hanging fruit.
[Jean's eyes are fixed on the food.]
I'll eat. Don't make shit weird.