"I'm not supposed to be younger than them," Stan says, not able to hide the abject misery in his tone. "I just got here later than them." Too late, his mind supplies, and he swallows down what feels like bile. But he nods in response to what Hopper says, partially because it seems pretty clear that the man doesn't care for the random nature of whatever this either.

"Has--" Stan's not sure how loudly he should be talking, which is a stupid thing to worry about, but there he is. "Has Beverly lived here for long? With you?"