Rein seemed to perk up a bit as he heard the words coming home. His eyes seemed to light up. Those words he could understand. He knew what that meant. It meant he wouldnâ€™t be out here in the weather. It had rained the other day he had been sitting here. He had been wet but thankfully it hadnâ€™t been cold. He nodded his head and rubbed his stomach. His stomach growling loudly. It had been a few days but he hadnâ€™t noticed it. He had been watching and hoping they would come back. That they didnâ€™t really tell him to stay here. He didnâ€™t understand why they left him. He didnâ€™t understand why he had to stay. Why they said leave him to die. He just didnâ€™t get it. He listened to the male as he spoke. Home. Home was good. Home meant a bed. It meant people who cared. Did Tyson care? Did the older boy care? His mind putting these things together based on what he remembered. Did that mean Tyson cared? He didnâ€™t know.<br/><br/>He didnâ€™t make any motion to move. He saw the hand come out towards him and slowly extended his hand. Slipping his hand into Tysonâ€™s. Holding onto it with intense curiousity. Even with those people he had never held their hand. They had never wanted him to touch him. Especialy after something he couldnâ€™t remember happened. Then they looked at him like he was a monster. He had trusted them though. He wasnâ€™t very quick to catch onto things. Yet he knew that they were grownups and he needed to listen to them. So they told him to stay here and so he had. Tyson was a grownup and he told him to come on. So he should listen. That is the logic his mind told him. He tried to stand but his legs were locked up for the most part. He sank down. Looking at Tyson then wrapped his arms around his neck. Letting go of Tysonâ€™s hand to do this. Moving his legs and held onto Tysonâ€™s side. He didnâ€™t say anything else though. â€œnnnn nnn...â€ He said. Trying to say something but couldnâ€™t think of the words. Couldnâ€™t think of thank you. He gave up and fell silent.<br/><br/>He laid his head on Tysonâ€™s shoulder. Looking at him quietly with trusting eyes.