[Sitzkrieg]

Echo finishes chewing. "You know it's about more than that, Ryan." His second pastry is forgotten in his hands. "I think Whitman's right. We're never going to get anywhere if we just keep fighting like this. Do you remember Mack? Back when we were kids? Or Whitey? Rudder? They're dead, Ryan. Or gone. We don't have anyone but each other and most of us are scared to go around the block. When was the last time you saw a kid?" His face clenches slightly, something only his best friends would notice. "If someone wants to take charge, to get everybody working together again, I think we should give it a shot."