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[It takes him a minute to figure out how to work the MID. Sure, he's from 2287, but he's far too used to the bulkier tech with lots of nobs and buttons and switches.]

My name's William. I've been assigned as the Child Protection Officer.

[He wonders if the captains have a really twisted sense of humor. "Hey, let's give the guy with the kidnapped son the job of looking after all the children!" Either way, it's his job and he intends to do it.]

What that means is, I'm supposed to make sure you rascals are safe. So, yeah, don't run with scissors, or play with fire, yadda yadda. [He's obviously joking, but after a moment he adds with a little less of his joking tone:] If any of you feel like you're in some kind of danger or need any kind of help, feel free to contact me.

You can find me at the bar mostly.

[Quickly adding:]

Kidding, kidding.

[~~Behind every joke there's some truth.~~]

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Kinda fucked that there are enough kids here to need one, don't you think?

No kidding. [It actually disturbs him way more than he's letting on.] And I checked. Aside from me there's - what, one other title dedicated to some kind of child care?

Talk about understaffed.

Are we talking technical minors or little kids? Because teenagers can take care of themselves a lot better than people think, but children shouldn't have to be here at all. They're kids.

Oh, but don't you see? We weren't brought here on purpose - of course the kids weren't either. It was allll an accident.

[The sarcasm is so thick it could be cut with a knife. But he gets a little serious for a moment and sighs.]

I saw a kid who couldn't have been older than ten when I first got here.

[Ten. Jesus Christ. He may not think eighteen is the base of adulthood, but that's way too young.]

Amd none of their parents, I'm sure.

Not that I'm aware of.

[William sighs. Though it sounds more annoyed he's actually quite disturbed.]

It's not right.

No. It isn't.

[It's messed up. He's been mostly on his own since he was five and did just fine and he still knows that.]

You have a lot of experience with kids before ending up here?

[The delay in answering that question is just long enough to start getting awkward.]

I have a son. He's still little, so...no, not a lot at all.

[Nate grimaces a little. He's not a parent, but he can imagine what it's like to be separated from one's child, and that's got to be nothing compared to the real feeling.]

Sorry to hear that. At least you can get a little practice in now, take home with you?

[Yeah, not helpful.]

[The attempt is appreciated though. He shows it with a snort of a laugh.]

Hey, if I can survive this then I'll breeze right through it when I get home.

[The humor in his tone is there despite the fact that on the inside he is far too aware of the fact that it's not that simple of a situation and it is really, really, almost physically painful to even think about.

Humor makes a decent enough band aid.]

That's the way to be. Positive thinking.

[Right. Real positive. He sort of means it, though Nate too is obviously aware that this isn't that simple, either.]

[They're both aware but they both can pretend. Circle of life.]

I think he'll appreciate my new found lecturing skills.

Oh, yeah. What kind wouldn't?

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