He feels edgy as he watches the children play, remembering the small bodies on stretchers as he and William hightailed it for the Charger before the cops could show up. Civilians, people just leading their lives and doing what they do... it seems like the simplest, easiest thing in the world.

Wolfwood's words draw his attention back from where he realizes he's been staring blankly at the shy girl as she played with a rag doll in a quiet space of her own.

"Time to go?" He asks quietly.