Sly Fox Sand Dunes and there in the deep i lay

You always got somewhere to go. Ya' sound like a dimwit, talkin' like that. He wondered, if only for a moment, how he had gotten here in the first place.

He couldn't take him back to Verapaz. No, that would be a far worse fate - but then where was he to take him? The boy was weak, Beau could not leave him on his own. Not without risking his own peace of mind.

You got a ma? Somewhere to get back to?