Robyn bit down onto his lower lip as Drayn pulled him over into his lap and he leaned into the man’s strong chest. He swallowed firmly at the feeling of the man’s lips against his ear as he murmured to him, excusing Becka’s current condition and promising him that she was now what she seemed. A friendly soul in an unfriendly place. Robyn glanced over at Becka thoughtfully as she gently tucked away a thick lock of his hair behind his ear. She was the kind of person he’d generally relieve of the fleshy confines of her body. She was the type of soul he frequently freed, a pleasant person amidst a dark, hateful world. But Robyn had other preoccupations now, and no weapon to help him in saving the poor soul with the heavily painted face.<br/><br/>The pretty young woman offered him yet another question, and he furrowed his brow ever so slightly as he looked up at her. “I … Well I’m not generally attracted to women. Not that you aren’t pretty, you’re quite beautiful,” he whispered as he leaned into Drayn a bit more as he looked up at the woman through long, thick eyelashes. “I’m happier to stick with Daddy, though … I’d not want to leave him here,” he finished quietly, gently declining the woman in the most polite way he could think of. He didn’t wish to insult her, nor ostracize her, only to request that she kindly divert her efforts elsewhere, perhaps onto the bitter man sitting beside him and Drayn.<br/><br/>Robyn was beginning to grow rather comfortable, relaxed even in Drayn’s gently hold, when suddenly the man took a hold of his injured hand. The boy couldn’t withhold a soft squeak of surprise at the sudden death grip his captor held on his knuckles. Tears sprung into his eyes and his teeth sunk down onto his lower lip so firmly that a sudden splash of metallic liquid flooded his senses. The pain was intense, and Robyn immediately knew that he’d stepped out of line somewhere. He lifted his gaze upwards to look at the man’s face, his watery eyes slightly widened as his free hand moved to grab a firm hold on the hoodie that Drayn donned. Whatever the case was Robyn was sure that he’d done something to deserve this, he just wasn’t entirely sure what.