nodding in approval hands it to Dylan who nods back in agreement that it smells good. Opening the other pack for himself they sit side by side digging in like hungry wolves after a kill.

With a mouth full of hot food he looks at the kid munching down the meal and begins to plan out his next steps. He could stay awake racking his brain for a strategy, wearing himself out further, or he could go to sleep. Four hours would be enough and he looks at his watch which reads 8am. Setting the alarm for 12 he looks forward to every precious second of sleep.

Four hours was going to have to be enough, he couldn’t afford any more than that. He’d heal a little and allow his brain to do its thing. He had all the information he could gather from here so it was