The young boy followed Raoul to the bottom of the staircase, but did not go any further. A bright, happy grin spread across his chapped lips. "Thank you, sir. I much appreciates it." "You should head out to the shed soon... might I ask, what is you name?" The child thought for a moment, holding the pillow and blanket close to him. "My papa and mama used to calls me Terrance." "Terrance... how does Terry sound, for short?" The boy smiled. "Sound fine to me mum.... I don't minds."