Going to school. Her throat squeezed up at that. That's a long-haul plan. A 'we don't know how to fix this so we've got to keep living like we won't' plan.

She blinked. "Money is a thing again, huh."

She might need to get a job, something low commitment for pocket money. To help Raylan pay for his room or wherever the fuck they end up staying.

Athena gripped his hand a little tighter, looking up at him. "You're not going to put me in some foster care bullshit place, right? I'm like six months from that not being a thing anyway."