Tim's not sure if they would understand how it feels to come home someplace new only to find competition versus peacefulness. Not that Tim would make himself into such, but he can't control how someone else might feel about and around him.
It makes him unable to even ask the basics-- how is this Steve guy, anyway? How long has he been in? What do you think he would think about all this?-- because those questions are irrelevant. Tim's the one who doesn't belong here. To believe he ever had a say or a stake in a... randomized housing assignment was a mistake. He focuses on his soup, eating despite the fierce complaints of his empty stomach.
'Home' is a sentimental idea, not a particularly logical one.
His eyes flick to Neal--
"This is really good," he says. And pauses and tells the bowl he's eating from, "I was thinking about Bonnie's, actually."
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It makes him unable to even ask the basics-- how is this Steve guy, anyway? How long has he been in? What do you think he would think about all this?-- because those questions are irrelevant. Tim's the one who doesn't belong here. To believe he ever had a say or a stake in a... randomized housing assignment was a mistake. He focuses on his soup, eating despite the fierce complaints of his empty stomach.
'Home' is a sentimental idea, not a particularly logical one.
His eyes flick to Neal--
"This is really good," he says. And pauses and tells the bowl he's eating from, "I was thinking about Bonnie's, actually."