It was hard for Murphy not to reach out to offer a steadying hand. But he could tell it wouldn't be appreciated, no matter how much the boy's body was betraying him. Why did the young have to insist on presenting such a tough face? Hell, he'd done it, when he was a teenager.

"I don't have a map yet," he man pointed out, instead. "What are you looking for?"

Since wandering around with no goal and no map was the last thing Murphy wanted to do.