"Harry?" Rufio said, looking up at the sky for a moment before sitting down heavily on the side of the building, trying to mull over his options. "What is he, an adult? Or does he lead the kids around here?"
He would have never thought to ask the questions before, but this place... it was just different. None of the same rules as Neverland. Rufio turned on his seat to look out over the city. "I'm going home," he said, deciding all he needed now was a good nights' rest. "If Harry can do it I'll meet him later, but I'm tired, and it's stupid to keep working on this when you're tired." He looked around, then pointed to his home, the abandoned warehouse that had moved since he'd last left. "I'll be there, but don't try to get past the skeletons inside if you come. You and whoever Harry is will get caught in my traps."