"You could say that," Derek says with a wistful smile. "I grew up on a nature preserve. I spent most of my time out in the forest."

Sometimes these woods remind him of home, and he does like it out here. They may be trapped in this bubble, but in the trees is where he feels the most free. Derek breathes in deeply and picks a few more blackberries before straightening up, and he pops one into his mouth. It's perfectly ripe and sweet, and he licks the juice from his teeth before gesturing at the berries in Thomas' hand. "Go ahead, try one."