Devero's grip tightens for a moment as he fights an almost instinctive urge to just throw Rich over his shoulder and drag him back to the park. He's a kid--

No. He's nearly an adult, even by Devero's standards, and he's a Voidtrecker as much as Devero is. Of course he wants to help. And he's been through a lot more in his life than Devero had at his age; Dev can't forget that.

Devero closes his eyes with a sigh and forces his grip to relax. "All right," he says, straightening up. "This is kind of an all-hands-on-deck situation. Let's find some people, and then I'll show you all how to get to the park."