Lia
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
He held his hand up to try and stop the tirade, but it didn't work until finally the boy shut up on his own. "That wasn't what I meant." He sighed and sat on the odeman across from the seat where Ambrose was sitting. "What I meant was: Are you here because you need a place to stay? Are you here because you're in some sort of trouble and need help? Are you here because your mother is not well and need help?"