Andrew may never get to see his mother again. She's sick. Something broke in her and it might never get fixed. Never mind his father. Never mind the bitter hate that has settled in Andrew's chest for fathers.

Fathers are jerks.

"Hi." He reaches trying to brush some slightly damp hair off his forehead. He had been acting like a kid for once. He isn't filthy but he is sweaty.

She doesn't scare him or spook him like some of the others. "You're new here too. Right?"

He is curious. Bright eyed but with a slightly serious set to his jaw. Boys shouldn't have to be serious but Splendid might not know that. It might just be an idea.