“So he’s been killing other people’s grandparents too? What, because they wronged him years ago?” Elissa demanded, her anger igniting for a moment before she sighed again. “Though I suppose some of them could still be active. I don’t even know if my own grandmother was still part of…this.”
"Most of them aren't grandparents. This isn't the kind of life most people choose to bring children into." He shrugged his shoulders a little bit. "Isn't the kind a lot of people find love in, either. A good fuckbuddy maybe, but not love."
Elissa practically had to bite her tongue to avoid saying something stupid to that. She only had hazy memories of her mother, coupled with what little her father had told Elissa about the woman who had brought her into the world. Despite that, some instinct flared in Elissa to defend her. Her father always sounded more than just fond of her when he spoke of Elissa’s mother, if his story of why she wasn’t around anymore was shaky. Had she been involved with these people too? Though Elissa supposed that she couldn’t say much to defend her grandfather having never known the man.
“I wouldn’t know much about that, but I guess this is my crash course,” Elissa responded, a touch bitterly now. It was her own fault that she had been dragged into this after all, but Elissa was never good at backing down from a fight.
Fox shrugged a little bit. "Mhm." he replied, looking over at her. "Well, some people find love, but that really isn't a priority in this life."
“I can imagine,” Elissa said quietly, finger combing her long, wavy hair. She bit her lip.
Fox nodded a little, going quiet. He looked up at the ceiling, sighing softly.
Elissa sat there for several minutes, lost in thought. She wasn’t sure what to think of the conversation that they had just had. She hoped that some form of food would arrive soon, as her stomach growled a second time.
After a bit, the doors were opened and somebody set plates of food with a glass of water each inside their cells. Fox sat up.
Elissa smiled, relieved to finally be eating. She hadn’t realized how good she had it with her father, eating three meals a day at fairly regular hours. She quickly began eating.
Fox took his food and started eating calmly, holding the plate in his lap as he did.
Elissa practically wolfed her food down, drinking the water slowly in an attempt to savor it. Her chapped lips and dry mouth practically sang from the taste of it. However, the food and water were gone all too soon.
Fox finished up his food and water, and leaned back in his seat, sighing softly and shaking his head a little bit.
Elissa smiled slightly from the feeling of being full, which was nice. It now seemed like a good thing that she had such a small appetite most of the time. She let out a sigh as well, giving a soft laugh when it was right after Fox's. Of course, now she didn't have anything to do.
Fox glanced over at her at the laugh, then looked up at the ceiling, shaking his head a little bit. "You alright, girlie?"
"Not in the slightest," Elissa responded, glancing over. She wasn't sure how to feel right now, the events that led up to this seeming even more implausible every time she pictured it.
Fox let out a faint snort at that. "Aye, makes sense." he replied, running a hand through his hair.
Elissa let out a hmph. “Of course it makes sense,” she responded. “You guys killed my grandmother and locked me in a cell.”
Fox laughed a little bit. "Yeah, that's true." he replied, glancing over at her. "I'm not denying any of that."
Elissa rolled her eyes. “Wow way to go,” she responded sarcastically. “Would you like a medal for that?” She laughed slightly as well, her feelings all over the place.
Fox blinked at her. "No. i was just telling the truth." he replied, cocking his head slightly.
Elissa pursed her lips, then sighed again. “I know,” she responded, now a bit more calm. “I didn’t mean to snap at you, but obviously I’ve had a rough time recently.”
He nodded. "I know." he said, looking over at her. "I realise that."
“Mmm.” Elissa looked back at him, twisting a lock of hair around her finger. “You’re a lot…nicer than I thought you would be.”
Fox snorted. "I mean, I'm stuck in a cell, so." he replied, shaking his head a little bit.
“I hadn’t noticed,” Elissa responded dryly. “I just meant that I sort of expected you to be all dark and moody and not talk to me at all. Or taunt me or something, I suppose. It’s not like I’m used to being locked in a cell.”