Ricky closed his eyes as all these burns hurt. His body ached and he had bruises or cuts in various places on his small form. He didn't understand how he had ended up as a kid. He hadn't had anyone and wasn't sure how to think of what she said. He looked at her as she carried him. They will be better for him? Only if he was able to turn back to his true age. If only he could figure out how to reverse this situation. He whimpered and winced as she walked. Each bumping hurt just as much as the last one. He nodded his head to what she said about helping him with the burns and to feel comfortable. He looked at her warily as she spoke. He did hate living alone. He always had but it didn't matter. He could take it. He had done it once he could do it again. "I'll be fine. I know how to hide and avoid the government." He said in a whimpering voice. His cuts stung and the burns ached. She wanted to protect him? What a weird concept. He didn't comment upon that. He just closed his eyes again. She was so nice to want to take him in. Least that was what he was thinking she meant. However, he didn't trust her enough to say yes. What would happen when he figured out how to get back to normal? He would be all alone again. Could he really take such a risk? He was trusting this woman enough to accept her help for his ouchies but he wasn't sure he could trust her further than that right now.