[ Fraser glances up, blinking, before he straightens up in his seat. It's... Peter Parker, a young man he hasn't spoken with before, but Ben makes a point of keeping track of everyone's names and faces. It never hurts to know one's neighbors, and indeed often helps.
Perhaps that's a philosophy about to be put to the test. ]
Ah, yes. Thank you for asking.
[ His smile is only a flicker, but he sets the piece of metal aside after turning it over in his hands one last time. His glance moves to the bottle of milk the young man is carrying, and his brow furrows in confusion. ]
Did that...
[ It isn't from Milton. Not only has there not been fresh milk here for likely over a year, any milk that might be found would like be in a bag. ]
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Perhaps that's a philosophy about to be put to the test. ]
Ah, yes. Thank you for asking.
[ His smile is only a flicker, but he sets the piece of metal aside after turning it over in his hands one last time. His glance moves to the bottle of milk the young man is carrying, and his brow furrows in confusion. ]
Did that...
[ It isn't from Milton. Not only has there not been fresh milk here for likely over a year, any milk that might be found would like be in a bag. ]
Where did that come from?