Owen tended to lean more toward a pessimistic view. There would be at least one group that would fail. And it wasn't anything on them, but Owen couldn't help but think the powers that be would have designed this experiment to fail. Just to piss people off, scare them. To shake the contentment that had settled inside the house. Maybe They watched the group dinner and decided they were all playing nice for far too long. He didn't know.
"Maybe," Owen said, a bit absently. "We got the clothing store last time after a majority vote." The smart thing to do would have been to get medical supplies. But Owen himself had tossed his vote to whatever was the most popular, only because he hadn't cared at the time what the reward was. Now it seemed like a bad idea, wanting some clean jeans over medication and bandages. "If it comes down to a house vote again, don't hesitate to use some muscle to get what you need."