Meanwhile, Matt is talking. Nothing of substance, nothing that can't be missed, if Juliet doesn't want to hear it, but enough to keep her mind off more unpleasant things.
"-every year, where we go out and spend hours just picking out ornaments. They kept doing it, long after I stopped having any fun with it. They always saw it as a chance for us to unite, right, over a shared tradition. Things like that, but for us, whatever we want them to be. That's what pack can mean. We'll have to learn things- I'm completely useless around the house, but someone is going to have to get handy if we want to stay in a cabin-"