"Your sisters and my brothers eat garbage," he says bluntly. Thank god Charlie had finally gotten over the insane compulsion to shove Poptarts at him every chance she got.

He casts a lingering glance toward her when she joins him, but then settles with his head back and his eyes drifting shut, flickering open only to take another bite. Yes... where they're going. Mountains, lakes, open fields. Big Sky Country, her Alpha had called it. Omega doesn't like not being sure what to expect, but then again... he doesn't really get out much, does he?

"That's not until tomorrow night." Finishing his pizza, he uncaps his water bottle and drinks half of it at once. Genuinely not knowing, he asks, "What would be there that's different from our mountains?"