Ani smirked, a tiny crack in her armor. "It's the only song they play, Ray. Might as well dance."

"I used to want to be an astronaut. But astronauts don't even go to the moon anymore."

"Clean," Ray laughed, a harsh, barking sound. "Boy, you’re the only one here who thinks that exists. There’s no clean. Just the mess you’re willing to live in."