"Yeah no, this place is super fucked up," Marco agreed. He raised at eyebrow at this new woman, Jaime, because she was already pretty chatty, and he couldn't help but laugh a little at the fact that he wasn't entirely sure that he was keeping up with what she was saying. He was sure that she was reading the room wrong, but he couldn't do that very well either, so it was hard to fault her for that.
"You can't swim away, though, because of the, uh... the, uh..." What the fuck was that thing in their necks called? "Zappy-zap. Also it's fucking snow-winter out there. So that." He squeezed one eye shut, then looked down at her with the other glossy eye. "Wha-did you say your who you are?"