Gray slowly sits down on the log they had jumped over. His eyes staring at her now. He'd never met anyone like him, anyone who understood what it was like or lived through it. But now standing before him was a girl who'd lived through it and beat it...escaped. He listens in total silence, nodding his head some when she finished her story. " I'm sorry you had to go through that." He says softly, deep green eyes soft. " Your lucky to have escaped. Your mom sounds like a smart women. " he adds looking down at his shoes. Wishing his mom was still alive, that she could help him. But unlike Aurora he was alone, with two younger siblings he had to protect. At her next words he actually blushes, feeling her hand touch his cheek again. Her words making him glance back at her in a shy manner. His deep green eyes staring into hers like he could see through her. " I'm not sure I can be helped." He admits in a low voice. He wanted to tell her his story to open up like she had but he was never good with words. Plus what if she thought he was being stupid, if she didn't agree with how he felt he had to handle the situation? She was the first person he'd ever talked to about this and he didn't want to lose her.