"I don't have any pictures," he said. It wasn't exactly true. He had one, but he kept it safely tucked away where no one could see it and ask questions he would have to lie to answer.
He loved pictures, but he hadn't been able to grab his camera when he left. One of his younger siblings had borrowed it (without asking) and so he hadn't been able to find it when he'd run. He would have liked to have been able to capture some of the things he'd encountered since arriving in Seattle.