Lion Head Mesa they're calling for your head and they're calling for your name

Whatever Zakariya might have heard, he had done his best to put from his mind. He wanted no part of the danger he sensed in this place, the only home he had ever known. Why did he stay?
He pulled his sister a little closer if she allowed it. He knew why he stayed. I have missed you too, Zakariya said, but he was frowning. Ill? Fat? What do you mean? What have they done to you? Why did she wait so long to come to him? Could it be spread? Fear chilled him, but he didn't think to pull away from his sister. If she was ill, it was only right that he should be too.