[ Five had been watching the entire exchange with something close to amusement touching his eyes. He knows an act when he sees one, hell he's had to put on several since he looks like a kid, despite being 58 years old in mind. Sometimes it is just easier to act the part, so the people leave him the hell alone.

He snorts out loud and rolls his eyes. But he can't disagree with Nero, they could be just as trapped as they are at the moment. ]

One can hope, but who knows with all the crazy shit going around here. If I ever get back to where I belong, I might put the person who invented Jell-o molds on my personal hit list.

[ If ever there was a correction needed in the timeline, Jell-O molds were definitely it. Just ugh, what a waste of food. ]