"Okay, okay," they give in, holding up both hands in mock surrender. "You understand complicated. Mostly people just don't like to hear about it, is all. It tends to make people pretty mad to get the details." They've learned, after a long time of just dumping awful revelations on people at the slightest question, how to actually keep things back out of tact.

"But if we're going to start exchanging horror stories, we should probably sit somewhere. Eat some of that picnic of yours." They've got snacks tucked into their pockets, too, though some of them are probably a little smashed now.