That's as much confirmation as it is evasion and York? Isn't prying. His lips twist in a wry grin, nodding. "You know that's what we didn't have enough of in the Project? Veggies. It was all protein powder all the time."

Shoulda known, damn.

How much worse it was, however more fucked up it is? right now he doesn't want to know. The human race doesn't get a hail mary kind of saviour when things are done by the book. He knows that well enough- it's no excuse for what gets done, but it's lorded over them often enough. In the face of certain extinction, all that.

"No problem, chief. I shoulda let him go when he walked away the first time. I'm just-" He gestures, vaguely. "Used to being the older one."