There was one and a half more changes of clothes, enough protein bars and food packs to last a little over a week if he rationed them, a water bottle, a few bus tickets, a map of some of the islands, a simple identification card, and what appeared to be his life savings of credits. There wasn't much. He might be able to last a few weeks on his own if he actually knew what he was doing. But it looked like the backpack pretty much contained everything he actually owned.

"You're a runaway," Wolfe noted before handing the bag back, "Convenient."

As Wolfe scanned the identity card, he noticed Fin was 14 years old, born in Costa Rica. His natural hair color appeared to be the red that covered the left side of his head. And his full name appeared to be Seraphim Bell.

"I'm not a runaway," Fin clarified as he snatched the bag back. For a moment there, something familiar came out in his face as his brows furrowed, a little irritated, and he double checked to make sure Wolfe hadn't taken anything.

His ID card was missing, though Wolfe wasn't trying to hide it as he openly held it in one hand. He held out the other, "Now the necklace. I need to scan it," he explained.

Fin shook his head a little as he stepped back. "... I don't take it off," he suddenly said firmly.

That didn't seem to help his case, "Exactly," Wolfe replied as he took a step closer.

Fin took another step back. "I won't let you take it off," he replied, looking like he might finally fight back. "If you have'ta scan it, scan it on me."

Raven was getting ready to step in if it was going to become necessary.

Wolfe pondered it a moment- Raven could probably guess Wolfe liked that the kid was finally showing some guts. After a moment deliberation, Wolfe flashed forward, hoisted Fin over one shoulder and started to walk off, "As you wish," he replied calmly.

Fin freaked out briefly before managing to calm himself down to a healthy level of fear. Raven followed along, figuring he probably shouldn't leave the two of them alone for now.

Wolfe tossed Fin onto a full body scanner in one of the Juttles, "Don't move," he cautioned with a tone that implied serious injury if he did so.

So Fin froze, trying not to shake as Wolfe scanned him.

If there was any trace of anything, Wolfe's scanner would pick it up.

The necklace posed absolutely zero threat. There didn't seem to be any other threat associated with him either. No cameras, no hidden microchips. Overall he seemed in pretty good health; he had been taking good care of himself.

Wolfe pretended to still be scanning as he asked, "Why is that oversized wing so important?"

Fin didn't say anything for a long while, debating whether it was safe to talk or not. But eventually he answered quietly, "... It was my mom's."

Wolfe nodded slowly, "It's best to give up sentiment like that," he advised.