Dylan: What is it?

Steve looks at him as he opens the door. He has no idea who he is. Just a lab rat. The boy continues asking questions as he walks towards the drone.

Dylan: What’s his name?

Again, another question he can’t answer.

Dylan: He has a name right?

Dylan starts to sob and looks around. Steve knew he’d seen enough death for one day and stops with the barrel of the gun against the lab rat’s temple. The boy was holding it together pretty well considering what he’d just experienced and places the pistol down on the worktop. He takes the notepad and pen and writes on it, hesitating for a moment before continuing, then holds it up to Dylan.