"You're an idiot. ID and badges are too easy to fake. My father isn't going to bother tracing them. He is going to show my picture around. Probably with a story about being a loving and concern father. We stuck out in that airport. Particularly me. He'll find out we took a plane within a couple of days." Roxy assure him. She stood to take her plate inside. "Relax if you want. But I want to live."