[@Invader Len]

Andy's speech might need practice, but Ricardo could make out what he was saying. He nodded in agreement at everything Andy was saying, feeling a stab of guilt when Cammila and Abby were brought up. Honestly, after the pain that he just went through, he wasn't even thinking about the two girls. 

"You're right. And we got to find a way out of here." Ricardo began to stand, keeping his hands in front of his crotch. 

"Hello there!" A male's voice was calling out to the two of them. It came from a few buildings up the river side, one of the buildings Ricardo ran past on his way to save Andy. A man dressed in all black with an unbuttoned shirt was leaning out the side of his clothing shop. "You too look horrible! And pretty fucking naked too! Come get some clothes, unless you like that 'natural' look." Without waiting for a response, the man dissapeared into the building, leaving the door wide open behind him. 

Did the man see Ricardo run by in a panic? How long had he been watching? Had he seen the whole torturing event happen and decided to do nothing more than offer clothes after the fact. Ricardo found the people of this city disgusting. 

Turning to Andy, Ricardo spoke, "Well, I guess that solves one immediate problem." 

Instead of waiting for a verbal response, Ricardo began leading the way to the clothing shop. Inside, the man sat on top of a check out counter, instead of standing behind it like a normal shopkeeper. "What are you looking at? Pick out some clothes. They're free. There are some changing rooms over there if you need some privacy." The man's final statement caused a wry smile to creep across his face. He obviously found the whole situation amusing. Ricardo was disliking him more and more, but at least he could be clothed. 

Looking around, Ricardo wasn't very sure of what to think. The whole place reminded him of some sort of kink dungeon, Hot Topic, goth mixture. He did like to wear black, but skin tight leather, spikes, and straps were not his style. In the back, he found some clothes airing on the more normal side, tight black jeans and a tight black shirt. The jeans had a few non functional chains in weird places, but otherwise, it was something Ricardo would normally wear. He then looked around; he'd lost sight of Andy a couple minutes ago, but he knew the boy couldn't be far.