GAHRYE
Gahrye walked down the trail, Reece following him. They'd been arguing for the last twenty minutes, ever since they left the others back in the cave.
"No, Reece, you need to stay here," he said again, through his teeth. Not because he was angry, but because he needed his son to hear his determination.
"No fucking way."
Gahrye whirled on him and Reece stopped in the middle of the trail. "Listen! We don't know how all of this is going to play out. You're safer here—if those scientists get their hands on you they'd never let you go. Do you want to be a lab rat in some insane man's fetish dream?"
"No!" Reece snapped. "But if you're all successful, I'll never see you again! I'll never see Mom, or come home…"
