Really, those sunglasses were horrible but now was not the time for fashion tips. Especially since Jamie had really no fashion sense at all. He wore sandals with jeans for God's sake.
It really, really wasn't normal. How the fuck did the sun teleport? Did the ship turn around again? No, it couldn't have turned that quickly. Why would they have turned anyway? Fuck. This wasn't cool. And the way that Brodie was deflating with every word made Jamie's heart sink...
God, he just kind of wanted to break down in tears and cry out for his mother but that was not the sort of thing he did. Jamie rested his forehead on Brodie's shoulder. His forehead was throbbing with a headache and his chest hurt but not from the stitches. Alright, maybe it wasn't above him to cry because the tears had begun to flow freely.
"I think you might be the only good thing to come with this trip."