In fact, a lot can be told already, can it not. I am sure there is much i have not said, much that could justifiably have been added had we had i only known a little extra, discovered a trifle more, but, as i have indicated above, sometimes (indeed probably always) one simply has to make do with what there is.
Bek felt every bit a boy in that instant, a boy who had ventured out into the world and gotten himself into such trouble that he would never see home.