At the sight of the bruise Aurora understood everything. She kept the hood down and lightly ran a thumb over the bruise. A small tear in her eye, she had a feeling that this was why he always hid. "Who did this to you...?" Her voice soft and kind, understanding. She knew that a man had done this, by the size of the bruise she could guess either a punch or a blow to the face by a belt or some other article of some sort. She wasn't scared, she just understood. She pulled her bag over so she could reach in it, for a moment she rummaged through the bag and then finally pulled out a small cell phone and put it in his hand and closed his fingers around it. "My house number is in there... If you need anything and I mean anything. You call me and I'll be there." Aurora wasn't the kind to be serious, but for once in her life, she was dead serious. Gray was too nice of a boy to be treated like this and she planned to protect him from a father who loved nothing more than to abuse a child.