As his clawed hands slide down to scrub off the blood that had managed to soak through the knees of the boy's pajama bottoms Vaan smiles as the little one goes strait to work on what he asked him to do. [i]'I wonder if he'll be this obedient when the shock wears off. It's obvious he's still a little out of it, but I hope he doesn't become a holy terror like some of the brats around town'[/i] He continues to hum, removing all traces of his parent's blood from the child’s legs and face, then he leans back slightly to watch the little one finish. He smiles as he looks over his arms and hands for any sign of blood before dropping the rag and putting his hands out to Vaan for help. Bringing his hands up he stays still as the boy climbs out of the tub, making sure he doesn't slip. 

The feel of the thin skin against his own tough yet soft hide makes him sigh. [i]'Can I really do this? I mean, I could break him on accident. That skin if so easily broken right now. I know he'll toughen up as he grows, but can I really keep from hurting him until then?'[/i] His mind wanders over what would happen if he harmed the boy on accident,. Seeing him run to his neighbors in tears, telling his secret. . . He shakes his head,dismissing the thought. [i]'I'll just have to make sure he knows not only how important it is to not tell anyone, but that I don't mean to hurt him if I ever do. I'm sure I can explain it to him. It shouldn't be too hard'[/i] He watches the boy wrap himself up in a clean towel then turn to look at him once more. 

[i]'After all, he seems to trust me so much already. . .'[/i] His head tilts slightly at the child’s question and he reaches past the little one to grab another towel. Plopping it down on the top of his head Vaan uses the corners to start drying his face before replying. “Well Daniel, my name is Vaanrasha, Vaan for short, but you can call me Papa if you like.” He doesn't really expect the kid to ever call him that, but he can not help smiling at the idea. “Because from now on that's what I'm going to be to you.” His voice becomes softer as he finishes drying his little face. Sliding the towel off his small head he smiles, his fangs showing ever so slightly. “I'm going to take care of you, and keep you safe. I'm going to take you away from here, and bring you somewhere where you don't have to be afraid.”

Scooping up the little one again he carries the boy down the hall to the room that looked like a child's bedroom, setting him down on the soft plush carpet. As his eyes wander around the room he murmurs, “Go ahead and put something on. We can't have you outside in naught but you skin now can we?” Chuckling lightly at the idea he stands in the doorway and waits for the boy to say he's ready. While he's standing there he reviews his contract one last time before he thoughts drift over to his own family. [i]'This is definitely going to be interesting. It's not like I have any idea what I'm doing, save for what I've observed over the years. My own family is messed up even by demon standards. . .'[/i]