(Harlow)
The prospect eventually gave Eli a bag of crackers from somewhere, which bought him about three minutes of peace. Eli sat beside him eating while watching everything happening around the compound. The other children were still playing together nearby, but he didn't seem interested. Apparently sitting with grown men and eating their food was more entertaining.
"He's going to be impossible when he's older."
Asher looked at me.
"Going to be?"
I laughed.
"Good point."
The prospect looked over at us like he wanted help. I wasn't rescuing him after Dane had specifically left Eli in his care. Besides, watching him figure out how to handle a three year old was entertaining.
Eli finished his crackers and handed him the empty bag.
"Trash."
The prospect stared at it.
"You have leg
