Seeds Chapter 16 Page 50

Alone, injured, surrounded.

Exactly where I want them right?

Picking the ration packs out by a corner, careful not to burn his fingers he pulls it away as Dylan reaches for it. Then holds up a finger telling him “Not yet”.

Steve: Response Ability right?

He points towards the water bottle on the counter top and rests the pouches down to cool. Unscrewing the lid on the bottle he lifts it down towards Dylan who knows exactly what he wants him to do and holds out his hands. Steve pours the water slowly so he can rinse them and notices how filthy they were.

Steve: Jesus, The kid needs to take a bath or something.