Jackie looked at her with something approaching sympathy in his expression. She was too young to have been dragged into a war like the one they'd fought with Malicant.

"And...you're okay here? Do you have anyone from back home lookin' after you?"

It had been hard enough for him to be here on his own, and hard enough growing up even with his gang friends to fall back on. Being so young and here alone sounded horrifying.