Carver keeps his breathing steady, but he doesn't move. Not even when the leader hums and sits on the edge of the bed, just out of kicking range. He has to know neither of them are armed.

"Kinda thought you'd skip out," the leader says after a while. "Ditch this one. No offense, I just don't think he's moving too fast right now."

Carver doesn't respond. Just keeps his breathing steady, and slow.

"We went a little rough on your boy," the leader allows. "I'll admit that. So, maybe we slow it down this time. That sound good to you, CO?"