"You're welcome," Caesar shooed him gently towards the bed. "Now get some sleep before you fall over."

Funny, he didn't know Noah well at all, and yet here he was feeling a bit protective over him. The teenager obviously was emotionally dependent on him back home to some extent, and he was very lost and tired. ... Okay, so maybe that was why. Caesar did have a father streak in him.

"I'll see you when you get up. You can find my number on the network--it'll be in your phone. ... I can explain that later. Just sleep."