Jez nodded. "I know you wouldn't. You're to much like your father for that." She murmured. She could see it in the way he sat, and how he looked. Shadow had fathered that boy, weather either of them knew it or not. She reached for Zodix's hand and bit her lip. "We need to go home now."
Liz lounged against a wall, her eyes bright from her recent feed. She wore jeans and a tank top, and a hoodie covered her arms in the could weather.