showing me something so I wouldn’t be bored.
But then I heard them… and felt it move around as it fought them. They took my mam… and Andrew, and Jason… they took them away and I don’t know where they are!
The boys eyes give way to another flood of tears and he presses his face into Steve’s shoulder to hide from the world. Steve looks at Belle. She’d done well, saved the boy from the swarm of rats that came to take him away. Her focus on keeping him safe rather than preventing the weapons from being stolen. A price Steve considered fair.
Steve: Guns can be replaced, the island is full of them. But why did they need them? Maybe just to deny me from having them. A smart move, but not smart enough.