[Surely during his 5 year stint across America, he’s stolen cars that were manual transmission before.]
An Zhe. What is that, Chinese?
[Said offhandedly - lest he give some kind of incorrect impression. He didn’t want to be friends, he didn’t want to care about this stranger. But this kid had to be someone, he had to come from somewhere. The blank, faraway look in his eyes… it felt too familiar and alien all at once to him.
He tried to not think about his sisters, and the glassy look in their eyes as they tried to comprehend this new and cruel world they’d been brought into. He doesn’t entirely succeed.]
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An Zhe. What is that, Chinese?
[Said offhandedly - lest he give some kind of incorrect impression. He didn’t want to be friends, he didn’t want to care about this stranger. But this kid had to be someone, he had to come from somewhere. The blank, faraway look in his eyes… it felt too familiar and alien all at once to him.
He tried to not think about his sisters, and the glassy look in their eyes as they tried to comprehend this new and cruel world they’d been brought into. He doesn’t entirely succeed.]