"You'll probably be assigned somewhere to live," Steve said. He gave Jonathan an apologetic 'what can you do?' shrug. "Nancy said that Sheriff Hopper is here, if you wanna see if you can live with him," he suggested. Steve, being 18, didn't have to worry about that on his arrival.
"You faced a killer?" Steve asked, looking around wildly. He didn't understand what Jonathan meant, but he held that bat up in a protective stance just the same. "The crazy stuff's being going on for almost a month. It's not... normal, 'sfar as I know." He paused, considering what Jonathan had said. "Would you feel better with the bat?"