( taking the phone, she holds it up with only her thumb and index finger, not bothering to hide the look of obvious disgust on her face that has absolutely nothing to do with how insane this all is and everything to do with this fucking relic she's holding. a first gen, really? )

All the fancy shit here and they couldn't spring for newer phones?

( seriously, she was a kid when these things came out. they're practically fossils.

huffing softly she holds it back out to him, after all she doesn't know what year he was born. and sure, she could probably figure it out pretty quickly, but if this place is providing them with phones then they're likely monitored, which makes it all but useless to her. )

You haven't seen anywhere else since you got here? Joey or Peter or...

( no need to mention the others. dean and rickets were pretty fucking dead last she knew, and the only other option is a nightmare she refuses to consider. )