"I took your fathers mans vest, I will look and see if there is a shirt that fits. Luckily we are traveling at night and don't need the best clothing.  And I am sure we will stumble across more."  You are looking away from me, a red tear streaming down your cheek.  "Liliana, I can see your pain.  If we are to travel and depend on each other we must be honest and open.  Talk to me if you wish.  If you don't, that is fine, but your troubled thoughts will probably only grow. And please don't call me sir, it makes me feel like and old man."  I wink at you, and go to get our bags.  Dressed and ready, I put a hand on your shoulder and ask if you are ready to go.  "Anything you need to say before we depart."