Arus blushed and just smiled more. "I can't either." he says softly. Looking at William in confusion. Lecture? He was looking at William when he said that. Had he done something very very bad? He listening to him talking. "She does?" He echoes in surprise. There was such thing as family that liked you? He continued listening. He was having a hard time believing all of that. He listened as he was told these things. He shifted a bit. All of this was kind of hard to absorb fully. He was glad at least there was some people who didn't think him stupid. He looked at him. Respectfully listening. He knew the man was right but that didn't make it easier to handle or process. He shuddered and whimpered. Just thinking about it reminded him of all those years of torture. Of hell on earth. He pressed close to Hannah. Needing that sense of security right now. Closing his eyes. "No...not even the papers...could begin to tell of the living hell I went through. Nothing...could ever compare." He shook for a moment but it passed. "They got mad...if I stayed in a box or hid in a homeless shelter. Halfway across the world...nobody cared. I still often need to tell myself they are halfway across the world and can no longer touch me." He whispered. Looking at him and paled. "Yeah...then one would come to their senses and say taking his isn't worth losing ours. I never understood what they meant by that." He held Hannah's hand. Nodding his head. "I know...its surreal. Today I went from one friend to three...one being hannah. I just want to be accepted and loved...like I never was before. Can we talk about something different? Like...um...how about  shopping? Or safe topics? Except sports...not into those things."