Hope was wondering the same thing, to be honest, as he let out the tears. What was he going to do from here on out? It seemed like some people were helpful here, considering they were all displaced from their homes. But what's a fourteen year old going to do? He was probably considered too young for a job, should he go to whatever school he got here? What about necessities like a home, food, hell even a change of clothes? He could do all that before because he had the help of others.

Would it be the same here? He was confident in his abilities, confident in taking care of himself but he wasn't an adult, he was going to need help at some point. Hope wasn't going to try and act like he knew exactly how to be all by himself because truthfully, he never had been.

He took a deep breath, to get the last of the hiccups gone and then he pulled back, rubbing his eyes to dry them. "Thanks."

Hope was going to have to find out eventually and he couldn't wait around for it either.