<span style="color: #00FF00">“why did you rescue me Ureil. I know you don’t feel the same way about me as I do you?” </span>Ryan asked.<br/>Seeing the babies brought a mix of emotions to his fragile heart. Some of them were good while others were bad, consumed with Pain.<br/>He sighed and looked back towards them; they were so cute and adorable it just made him wonder about his own childhood.<br/>Placing his hand on the Glass his mind went deep into thought pondering what it would have been like if he’d grown up on his mother’s home instead of his father’s. Would Jessica still have been alive or would she have died anyway? Then again if he had been there for her, taken care of her maybe she would have been okay. Ryan didn’t wait for a reply. Instead he spoke “<span style="color: #00FF00">Thank you for bringing me to see this. You are right it was a very beautiful sight.”</span>His smile was partly fake but mostly real. The other voice was there at the back of his mind after all and he couldn’t fight it at the moment. Ryan didn’t even know what it was to fight against it<span style="color: #BF0000">‘I am what you are too weak to be.’ </span>The voice spoke.  His understanding was that his mind had broken in that prison. But then again that didn’t surprise him. Everything about his life was one set back after the next and he was just waiting for the next bad thing to hit him. Ryan had to admit it did feel a lot better being here than trapped in the hell whole of his former home.<br/>But that didn’t mean that the bad wasn’t coming. It always did in the end/<br/>He turned to Ureil once more giving her a very meek smile in the hopes it would hide his fears.<br/><span style="color: #00FF00">“Sorry I’m sure my sling shot emotions are confusing you.”</span>