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"Ma?"

He walks in, blinking around, a little confused. A small enough child, lame leg trailing behind him as he turns his head this way and that, obviously looking for someone. The cane in his hands is clutched tightly.

"Ma? Ma? Mister Stroker sir? Ma?"

He's starting to think this isn't home.

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Well, you have a lot of people though. All I had was Mom and Dad and Maggie.

He blinks.

"I don't have them. They're just there."

Oh,okay.

He nods and continues to eat.

*she continues to watch him to eat*

You need anything else, Po?

He shakes his head, still food in his mouth.

"Mno. Mank oo."

Okay, you're welcome. You are a very polite boy, Po.You are very sweet.

*Polly smiles*

He gives her a Look. The Look reads, very plainly: "who exactly are you talking to cause it sure as hell isn't me."

*Polly laughs*

You act a lot nice than some little boys I've met.

"You haven't met Tacit."

Who's Tacit? Is he a friend of yours?

He nods.

"I guess."

Well, okay, that makes sense.

*Polly grins*

Now what do you wanna do?

He shrugs.

"I dunno. You don't have to entertain me. I should probably start on that work you were talking about. I don't care what you say, I'm sure that the meat was expensive and no matter how well you pay, I need to get it done."

* she was sorta bluffing she had no ideas on the jobs to have him do*

I hadn't decided what have you do yet. i figured you'd wanna look around and stuff. Really I can afford buying you a little food. You can pay me back whenever you can.

"Like when I sprout money out of my head?"

*Polly rolls her eyes*

You know what I don't need you to pay me back, since you need to pay me back you can pay me whenever you can. It is NOT a big deal to me, Po. You are the one that's worrying about it, sweetheart.

"That's because nobody does people like me favors. I'm not stupid, you know."

*Polly nods*

People are a lot nicer here than they are most places. I know you're not stupid, but i also know it isn't fair to make a boy stay hungry just cause they can't pay right away.

He gives her another Look: the world really isn't very fair then, I guess.

*she gives him a look back, the world isn't fair*

A few people are nice, Po, there are good people. They are just hard to find.

He shrugs.

He's well aware. His cane doesn't kick itself over all the time.

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