[Trevor is silent when he takes the bundle. He's not amazing at accepting gifts, always hunched and awkward and never knowing quite what to say, but food means something to him. The fact that Florian probably made it and brought it down here in the cells is big.
He gives a low exhale, and re-wraps the food to save for later, clearly touched and dealing with...a lot. Typical of him, he makes a joke to stave off the impending ache:]
What, no beer? I told Shaw to back off the speakeasy.
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He gives a low exhale, and re-wraps the food to save for later, clearly touched and dealing with...a lot. Typical of him, he makes a joke to stave off the impending ache:]
What, no beer? I told Shaw to back off the speakeasy.