“I’m not allowed to be hungry?” Five asks, and though it’s the truth, he’s fully aware that’s not the issue here. He’s avoiding this, like he has been since he made his way back to the present. It’s partially out of a sense of shame, partially something else. He can’t put his finger on it, and he’s not sure he wants to yet.

Five is a quiet for a moment, pausing in his mission to get to the dinner Viktor’s brought home.

“Does it bother you that I haven’t used my powers?” He asks.