"Two years. It's not bad." Julian had been given to what was practically a cult to 'cure the mutant' out of him, he had a different idea of what sucked these days. 'Not bad' was pretty high praise from Julian.
And he was never going to admit that one of the reasons he'd nabbed a kitten was because he sympathized a little too much with something that didn't have parents and was alone in the world. He was trying to not cuddle the damn thing in front of the new guy as it was, despite the biting.
"Good kind of interesting or 'oh god oh god we're all gonna die' interesting, cause we've got both of those. Stay away from the blonde chick with the ponytails, she will cut you."