"It wasn't dark when I left." It's hard to tell exactly what condition the kid is in with how dark it is. He doesn't seem to be hurt at least. But he also looked a little too unkempt for a kid who had only been out here for a few hours.

As Brand continued to speak, the kid's eyes widened, as if it just now occurred to him that someone might not have come out here in the middle of the night just to look for him. Or even if they had, they might not be here to help. He flinches at the curse, though it's barely perceptible in the dark, and he takes a step back away from Brand, eyeing him with a new found suspicion, and clutching the radio a little tighter.

"Then why are you out here?"