Standing in the doorway were two darkened figures. One much taller than the other, both dripping wet. As he stepped into the light, Xeron lowered his hood to reveal his face, blushed from the cold, dismal climate of his past destination. – Behind him a child walked in, peering around the new environment. 

Xeron took a risk brining William to the Underground, but after discovering that all his relatives were dead, he thought it best. William, shivering, and damp was dragged behind Xeron who was looking out for anyone or rather anything that would prey on a pure human child.

Xeron placed William on a seat in the far corner and sat on the adjacent seat. Raising his hand to grab Liz’s attention.

“Two teas, please.” He called.