He looked terrified, Maxwell thought, as he looked the boy over. Cold and tiny, even as he tried to puff himself up and held his ground.

Maxwell's heart went out to him, even has he admired his nerve.

"You weren't told the whole truth," he said. "They would like us to, and there are some who will, but many more aren't so inclined." Offering the gentle beginnings of a smile as he carefully lowered his hands, and held them loose and relaxed at his sides. "They're rather forgetful when it comes to mentioning that part."