He doesn't care. Let her see. She has no hope of tracking him, not when he has the entire planet to wander. She must know about his travels to the junkyard, but that doesn't matter either.

She can do whatever she wants to him. It won't make him stop.

He just stares at Ladon and tosses his head in a sort of shrug. But his heart is racing.

It's been ten years since he heard Ladon's voice. It's clear some part of Ladon is still fighting.