Wyatt exhaled, jaw stiffening, mouth thining.

To hell with this place. And with those souless bastards thinking this - that forcing children to make these kinds of decisions - was 'entertaining.'

"This's likely a trap, Howard. Probably put on by the same person who's been watchin' us, an' following you around." A muscle to the left of mustache twitched, a rhymthic tick, and his blue eyes were direct. Hard,... but honest. "But if it were me, and if I truly believed there was a chance someone I cared about was out there, even if it's only small chance. I'd have ta go."