The older of the lizard-like creatures leaned against the panels on the wall, half tired and waiting until Snake stopped yelling. He guessed it was understandable, you're used to certain freedoms, a certain way of life, then someone comes and snaps back a chain yanking you back to do thinks you don't want to do, even if its in your best interest.
Finally Snake huffed and folded his arms over his chest.
"You done?" His dad asked, lazily.
"MAYBE!" Snake just huffed again, and let himself lean against the wall, feeling surprisingly hot he let himself sort of slide down the wall to half seat. Not caring how much of the hall they took up. It was quiet again for a while until his dad ran a hand through his hair and noted, as if a part of a totally different conversation;
"...You're greener then normal."
"What'sss that have ta' do with anything?"
"It-It's healthier. Yaknow? Probably eatting better."
"...eatting more often I guessss." Snake shrugged. "You really didn't agree with Wednesday did'cha?"
"...I did." He nodded slowly. "Yaknow why?"
"...'cuzzz youre off your meds and tired of dealing with me sssso youre leaving me in the hands of an even crazier old bastard?"
"...well, I am uh-off my meds a little- you don't worry about that!" The man rubbed his neck now as he sighed "but,neolate, ...I'm 27. Most of your buddies' p-parents are probably...maybe twice my age and from what I hear they suck worse at this somehow. I'm probably not goin' to- Ya know get better at it- Gods only know what your mother is up to- so-so yeah I sighed over my rights...doesnt mean I won't Ya know-come around some timessss..." he was glancing in the corner at nothing again.
"Doesssss it mean you're gonna go back on your meds?" Snake mumbled. It wasn't something they really talked about and before he could get an answer both men heard a "Will ya both shut up?!" Coming from somewhere nd both promptly closed their mouths for a second in a strange silence.
Ace somewhat attempted to huff as he attempted to stand with his IV for support. Whatever they put in the bag certainly made things feel nice and cloudy so it was difficult for him to keep his anger.
"Let's just agree both ah your familes equally suck, alright?" He tried to adress both his parents in the proper angry tone, both of them at least actaully shut up.
"Ace you need to relax-" his mother started.
"Cassandra, the boy has to learn to deal with his mistakes."
"He's already banged and bruised like theres no torrow. What else does he gotta learn?"
"That his actions have consequences!"
"Like you know about learnin' from your actions!"
"I know about facing my consequences!"
The exact words as the topic changed once again were lost on Ace's still clouded mind. Swaying a bit he skirted himslef around his parents and anything left out in the room to leave. Noticing the greens in the hall he took a shot in the dark, not really paying attention.
"'Ey Dingle."
"It'sssss Ingle," Snake hissed angerly.
"Yeah-Yeah...im findin' food. You comin'?"
"Inna mintue."
"Mkay. You seen Billy or Grubber?"
"I think they already went down there."
"...okay..." And he slowly continued down the hall. Through total luck he followed the smell of food to find a larger paneled room, like the others, liked with ragtag dining chairs and tables. He took a moment to glance around and stopped the big square he was looking for. Billy, Grubber and Lil' Arturo had already helpped themselves to some food. Mostly they had sandwiches, and soups. But Ace just flopped down into the chair with suddenly no interest in eating. He just closed his eyes once again, only opening them when a loud thoary clearing sent a slight fear through him. Slowly he picked his head up and faced Jack Wednesdays' unchanging cold expression. His eyes glanced down at the table in front of Ace and Ace slowly turned his head to face it. Sitting there, folded like new was his sunglasses. He raised a hand and limply applied them to his face. His eyes almost instantly felt better as darkness fell over them, he had laid his head back on his chair.
"...hey Wednesday..."
His voice got everyone's attention, but Ace didn't notice with his eyes closed.
"Yes, Ace?" Not getting an answer seconds later he asked, "what is it?"
"...Thanks for not bein' ah parent...they suck..."
No one said a word, Grubber was sure it was from whatever painkiller he was on. It sent some worry among the group as they heard it, like some admit of defeat. But it had pros too. They'd have to talk about it when everyone was clear-headed. Wednesday was also quiet as he wasn't sure if it was a compliment, or if he should be more angry at the things that were formally parents. But in that moment all he could do was clutch the paper Jack Mononoke signed in his pocket, and quietly eat until Snake joined them. It was the quietest lunch they'd ever have.