"See, the way I'm thinking about it? These are people. Real, regular people. Back home, it's kind of crazy too? My world has almost ended a couple of times too. Monsters, gods, all sorts of stuff. I think this being regular people makes it worse, you know? I'm sorry about your world though. That truly sucks." He didn't press, he knew enough that sometimes people wanted to share, but lot of times they didn't. He'd listen if she felt like it though.

"You're a med student? Here or back home?" Or maybe both? "That's awesome! I'm a...." Will paused, trying to figure out how to explain the whole 'son of Apollo'/ demigod thing. "I'm a battlefield medic. Kind of a doctor? I know, I know, I'm 16, but don't let that fool you. I've gotten really good at reattaching limbs. And know, you being able to saw through bones is cool. I bet between us we can totally right that wagon."

Will stepped away, toward the wagon and tested it a bit.