"Me neither." He squeezes Emergency Rations closer, listening close to her purr.

"Who knows?" Part of him wants to say 'who cares?', but that's not true. That little sprout of conscience he's been nurturing says he should, in some far-off way, hope that the other kids escaped. Except Drake, and maybe Caine, but definitely Drake. "Why would Stacy grab us and not people like Sam or Edilio?"