Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-28412230-20170408010509

"Well, we found you in the alleyway," he explained, his left hand straying away from the child's shoulder, "It was raining, and you were laying on the ground, passed out."

''Harvard blinked, revealing his forearm, which was littered with scars he had made and the very tracker that Wendy spoke of. He shaked his head, soon enough his other hand released from her other shoulder, holding her small hands delicately.''

"Nope. Not at all."