The male stood there, golden eagle eyes locked on the analog clock, ticking sounding in his ears as the seconds hand moved around with each passing second. How long had he'd been waiting? Why was it so hard to decide if he could take a child with him or not. Honestly it should have been a simple decision. Granted his history was normally not a good one, however he left that part of the history out of the application. No reason to even tell them his true age. He barely knew anymore himself.<br/><br/>With a sigh he stood from the chair he was occupying, walking to the counter. He peered over it looking for some help, sand colored hair escaping from its bindings in the back. The tied back hair staying on his white long sleeved covered back. With another sigh he leaned back on his black boot heels, and turned walking away from the counter, seeing no one. The only sounds being the knee length boots against the white linoleum, and his black pants tucked into them, clashing against each other as he sat back in the uncomfortable plastic chair. This really was taking too long. He hadn't asked for specific age or gender, just someone he could take under his wings.