He had no idea what was wrong with him, just that he knew things sometimes that upset people. But they always told him. Even when they didn't realize it he knew they had told him. It was half of why he was kept away from people, but this girl she seemed just as lonely as he seemed, he wanted to capture her colors but he had no paints. No way to cast those violent red hues.

Kelsey nodded listening to the woman explain. "We can't go home?" he repeated the words, a little worried he furrowed his brows. Looking over the device. It reminded him of the iPhone stuck in his pocket of his house coat.

"...We apparently have housing...." He muttered softly. "...Louise is going to pull my hair again." he muttered low with a worried heavy sigh. "How do you explain this..."