Nicholas. It really is him. Wolfwood doesn't sigh and rub a hand over his face, but he's sure thinking about it.

"Okay, Nicholas, then how about you grab those groceries. Let's go see if we can find your folks."

This world's Wolfwood is dead and buried, and here he is, bringing an unsoiled and whole kid version of himself back to Melanie. If they're stuck here, like it seems they are, then this kid might be the first ever Wolfwood to grow up naturally. The first ever Wolfwood who doesn't have to sell his soul to become a killer.

Anyone tries to mess with this kid between here and the ship, Wolfwood decides, and they're gonna be picking their teeth out of the pavement.

"They've got to be here somewhere!"