[Venkman takes the offered hand, and deliberately doesn't let go of it, even when they settle down. He stares at the tents and listens closely, both to what Egon says and what he doesn't say- both equally important with him.
Egon may not think of his parents much, but Venkman does. He vividly remembers every unpleasant meeting he's had with the elder Spenglers, and one of the many reliefs of this dimension- at least in Venkman's eyes- is that Egon'll probably never see them again. It sounds callous. It is a little callous. Venkman doesn't mind.]
Which expectations?
[He knows, mostly. But again, having Egon willing to talk about this is a rarity- Venkman's not talking over him, if he can help it.]
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Egon may not think of his parents much, but Venkman does. He vividly remembers every unpleasant meeting he's had with the elder Spenglers, and one of the many reliefs of this dimension- at least in Venkman's eyes- is that Egon'll probably never see them again. It sounds callous. It is a little callous. Venkman doesn't mind.]
Which expectations?
[He knows, mostly. But again, having Egon willing to talk about this is a rarity- Venkman's not talking over him, if he can help it.]