Clementine:
I ignored his comment and focused on the bag. "Ian, we weren't supposed to take it with us," I reminded him again.
He rolled his eyes while continuing to stare at the stuff and then pulling out small juice boxes and offering me one.
It was so hard to find food in the North so that juice box seemed like heaven to me.
"And let the kids die? Aren't you the one who loves babies? I figured others were doing the same. I'm pretty sure they were, except for our stupid squadmates." He was wrong. I hadn't seen anyone else carrying a bag, unless the White Squad had one. I couldn't be sure.
"Here," he offered baby formula. I was happy to take it because he was right, screw the ringleaders and their rules. The babies needed food.
"I'm holding two babies. You need to make it," I told him while he put the juice beside me. This was the first time the ringleaders had packed any kind of food with the crusaders but we weren't allowed to take it with us out of the station.
