Ryder's eyebrows went up. Interesting. "Things you keep with you," he said quietly. "Always." This kid was about the age Halsey had been, but he was much, much more interesting than Halsey. Something in him was broken, but in a way Ryder had very, very seldom seen. He'd bet his next meal that, if he'd ever encountered this kid on the highway, he'd've been in for the fight of his life.

He liked that.