A warm smile spreads across the priest's lips as the boy stumbles over his words. [i]'He's so awkward. It's rather cute.'[/i] He holds back a laugh as he finishes shaking out the sheets and turns to look at the boy. His words die in his throat as he meet's the young man's eye. His smile wavers ever so slightly as they gaze at one another. [i]'There's something odd about this child. Those eyes. . . . .They look . . . . .Old somehow'[/i] His smile returns just before the boy looks away and he silently chides himself for doubting the young man. [i]'Of course he seems older than he is. Most street kids grow up far too quickly'[/i] Shaking his head he almost misses what Zach says about the room. However when what he says registers he chuckles lightly and pats the boy on the arm.

“It's alright. The books aren't suppose to be in here anyways. I'll get them moved out tomorrow.” He squeezes the others arm before leaning in to give him a brief hug. “Don't worry about anything. Just get some rest.” He murmurs quietly before pulling back with a final squeeze if his hand. Reaching up he ruffles the boy's hair and steps past him towards the door. Pausing at the doorway ha carefully pushes a few stacks aside so that he can pull the door closed behind him. Just before the door shuts he reaches in and switches the light off.

[i]'That poor kid. I have to go out tomorrow and figure out what happened to him'[/i] Kiel lets out a sigh and turns off the light in the main room before wandering over to his bed with practiced dodging moves. [i]'It doesn't seem like he'll want to go back to his parents. He may even be old enough to live on his own'[/i] Pulling up his gown a but he slides out of his pants and hangs them off the end of his bed. With another sigh he climbs slowly into bed, sitting up so he can look out the window. [i]'I wish this world would just come to it's senses. Stuff like this is pointless. The children are our future, and as long as we keep setting them up to fail, the cycle will repeat forever, until the world collapses in on itself'[/i] Stretching his shoulders carefully he slides down slowly until he's settled comfortable beneath the covers. Despite the now hot atmosphere in his room, he curls up under his sheets and blankets, and within moments, passes into the dream world.