He doesn't care that she's seventeen for any other reason than knowing it's not fair to throw a seventeen year old into a hard situation and expect her to somehow know how to cope. Survivalist training is something he's done and he's had to weather terrible situations because he's been in special ops. Your typical seventeen year old doesn't have to live through these kinds of things.

And he can't help but think that all those little kids, those angelitos will never even have a chance to make it to seventeen. Something curdles in his mouth and he breathes out heavily. "Sorry," is all he says, glancing around. "Maybe someone is your age," he offers, thinking it will be better than a sniper with personality troubles, seeing as he's not really best suited to coping with seventeen year olds.