Kenny blinked a bit. But. But. The rules of the street. Stick to your own. That wasnâ€™t stickin to their own if they told this guy whatever he wanted to know! He bit his lower lip. He didnâ€™t need understand why they would talk to some rich guy. He blinked at what the man said. Looking at him confusedly. Get him taught? Help him learn? Get him knowledge in whatever he wanted to know? This man was really desperate for him to help him. He bit his lower lip and looked down. His squishy heart was feeling for the man because of his desperation. He just looked down and then he looked up. Watching the man. Watching the changes in his expression. His heart went out to the man. He heard the sad and heavy sigh and moved to hug him. Then pulled back. He wrapped his arms around himself. This poor man. He wanted to hug him but was afraid to. He didnâ€™t know anything about this man. Except what he was telling him.<br/><br/>Gay? He looked at the man and tilted his head cutely to the side. Yes. Yes. That made the sense. What he had seen in the brief flickerings in the movies. Is that why the guy sounded husky? It couldnâ€™t be towards him. He wasnâ€™t that attractive. Was he? He didnâ€™t think he was. He never ever got asked on a date. Little knowing that he was and that his adopted brother who had connections to the mafia kept others at bay. He listened to what the man was saying. Biting his lower lip. He hated this. He felt like he had to help him or the manâ€™s entire life was destroyed. He sighed a bit. Heâ€™d be a monster if he didnâ€™t help the man but he didnâ€™t want to be a prisoner.<br/><br/>He looked at Stefan. Listening to him as he spoke. He looked at her and listened to the terms. â€œI...what?â€ he was shocked by all this. He listened and his eyes went wide. â€œGIRL CLOTHES AND HEELS?!â€ he cried out in shock. He fell to his knees. He whimpered a bit. â€œFor...for that...I...â€ he gulped. â€œI want to know what really happened to my parents. I want to know who I am really.â€ He said softly. He looked up. â€œWaxing? What is waxing?â€ he said softly. He looked at the ground and put his hands in his lap. â€œNo. No earrings. Iâ€™ll get my nails done.â€ he said softly. â€œI...want to learn to read. I want to become educated in real things not just street things.â€ he said softly. â€œIf...if that is okay...I will do it. Those are the things I want. I have no need for material items. Material possessions mean nothin to me. Those are the only two things...I could want.â€ He said in a soft voice.