— Ah, but you don't want to abandon him the way you were abandoned.
— Was I?
— Like I said, an open book.
— How would you know that?
— I spent many years in Neverland, home of the lost boys. They all share the same look in their eyes... the look you get when you've been left alone.
— Yeah, well, my world ain't Neverland.
— But an orphan's an orphan.