"I can find them on my own." Soldier Boy muttered, stuffing his face with a burger.

You rolled your eyes and glanced at Butcher, who was just glaring at Soldier Boy. Great. You sighed and shook your head as you spoke. "Are you sure? I mean, do you know what a GPS is?" You made a face as he continued to be disgustingly messy with his eating. You tried to ignore it. "OR Bluetooth? Or, I mean, the internet?"

He finished chewing and gave you a nod, pointing at you. "You made those words up."