”I asked Curtis when he found out, but he said I didn’t want to know, and I took his word for it.” he replied dryly. “When you’re starving and you’ve only got one option, y’know, you don’t really want to know how shitty it is. And—you know, all the older folks talked about the stuff they missed, talked about the way things were. They all said steak was like the best thing, well a lot of them did, so I just figured.” a shrug, almost sheepish, as he accepted the crackers. How little Edgar knew of the world, how much he had still to learn.
He doesn’t admit to anything outright, but this look passes Bruce’s face like he knows exactly what he means. When you’re hungry enough to eat anything, literally anything will do. “I don’t eat meat that often, but if we ever get the chance to stock the freezer with some, I’ll cook a steak for you so you can try it.”