Oh.

[ Connor eases himself up onto the side of the pool. ]

I didn’t think to feed him, either. Since neither of us require human food, I suppose you don’t have any back at the motel.

[ He stares off into the distance for a few moments, unblinking. ]

He won’t starve to death, but I imagine he’ll be angry when we return.

[ Angry about yet another thing, anyway. ]