All he knew was the mentality of a young boy, it was all he had to know. He gave up Humanity when they took his family. He knew only what the number he was called. With all he knew there was much more deep within. He looked up at the female and then to the opening near the other end. He whimpered and stood, blinking repeatedly he soon was able to see right and grabbed hold of a stone. Looking at it he tossed it out the swinging door. This was his first escape, he  didn't know where he was but he knew one thing. He could find them a way to hide.<br/><br/>Looking to her he smiled and went to the door, the breeze was nice as he pulled the door open and stepped out. It was still too bright.His pale scar covered skin itched in the air. He was glad to be out. Especially now that he had a friend with him, someone who could help him escape far from here. If he tried by himself... he knew his  chance of lving was gone.