Rein looked at him and smiled. Good job. He knew what that meant. It meant he did good putting the puzzle together. He studied it then put it aside with disinterest. He started rocking in the water. Copying what Tyson was doing. He looked at him when he said parents. Parents? He had none. That is what the ladies said. They told him to stay there on the tracks. He looked down and got disinterested with the conversation. He wasnâ€™t a runaway. He was told to stay on the tracks. They said they would be back but they never came back. He had sat there for a few days. Just rocking back and forth sitting there like a good boy. He lifted his head. Making a face and started throwing a bit of his fit at the idea of having to leave Tyson. He soon settled down and stared off into space. Lost in thought again. He didnâ€™t have parents. â€œN...Nu...Nu....Nuh...No.â€ he said after a moment. Making a face at the thought of leaving Tyson. He just stared at Tyson. What were cops? He stood where he had been placed as he was picked up. Just looking up at Tyson sadly. So Tyson didnâ€™t want him? He was studying and trying to understand the situation. He pouted a bit even as Tyson dried him. Now just staring off into space as he rocked back and forth on his feet.<br/><br/>He looked at the new clothes he was wearing. He rarely ever had new clothes. He pulled on them and studied them. Taking ahold of Tysonâ€™s hand as he was led out of the room. Still studying his clothes as they walked. Lifting his head when he smelled food. His stomach growling and he looked down at it. He was hungry. He didnâ€™t remember when he last ate. He reluctantly let go of Tysonâ€™s hand and climbed up into the chair. Just staring at the food for a moment. Then picked up the grilled cheese. Taking a nibble of it and decided he liked it. He started to slowly eat it. His gaze on the tomato soup which he was confused by. What exactly was that? Was it really edible. He rocked back and forth as he ate. Looking at Keikei as he studied her when she came running in. Nomming the grilled cheese while he just seemed to stare at her. Studying her and learning her. Evaluating her and processing things about her. She kind of scared him with how energetic and fast she was. He went back to studying the soup. Grabbing for another grilled cheese and stared at the plate like he couldnâ€™t grasp why there was no grilled cheese there.<br/><br/>He began making sounds of displeasure. Grabbing the plate lightly and searching it for grilled cheese that wasnâ€™t there. He looked at the soup and tried to pick it up with his hand. Howling in pain when it burnt him. Putting his hand to his mouth and sucked on him. Sniffling and just staring at the soup. Not understanding why he couldnâ€™t pick it up. Why it had hurt him. He had never had soup before. He rocked back and forth and just stared at the soup. Studying it as he sucked on his fist. â€œBuh... Buh....Buhah...bad.â€ He said. Hitting the soup lightly. He then resumed sucking on his hand and stared off into space as his mind began trying to process what had happened. What he had learned from sticking his hand in the soup. Soup was trailing down the back of his arm a little bit from it having covered his hand and that hand now being a fist against Reinâ€™s mouth. He whimpered as he wanted more grilled cheese. He didnâ€™t know what it was called but it was yummy.