Tuck sat up so he could face Will, the blankets falling away. He was wearing a very comfy black thermal and he pulled the sleeves over his hands almost unconsciously as he talked. "I keep going over and over things in my mind, trying to figure out if they were red flags. If I should have known. If I could have grabbed those kids and run." Which was probably self-torture, because he hadn't and it was far too late now. "God, I wish I'd run."