He wishes he'd brought a drink with him outside, now. And not just because the cold is starting to get to him, but he wouldn't give up being able to talk to John again just because it's fucking cold.

"When you arrived, you were put with this- family, people you'd never met before. That was the same for us, all of us, the others who got dragged here, somehow. But- well, a number of us got paired off with each other. Men and women, forced together, to live together, a-and so this place, to everyone else, they, we are..."

His lips press, his discomfort obvious. "Married."