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[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

"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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[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

*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.

[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

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

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

*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.

[sir-apropos.livejournal.com]

He shrugs.

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