Jon makes a note to avoid any of the candies around even if he's already stopped eating the food at least for now.

"Much about this place is odd," he says in heavy agreement. He has been here for months, and yet he still doesn't understand it. It's like some game, and the point of it all isn't one they're allowed to see.

"He lets us live in rooms with beds. He pretends to be saddened about the torture he's responsible for. They punish us for sinnin' while makin' us sin." It's mixed messages. His expression is grim. "It's all strange."