Conda just shook his head when she said she broke a window. It to have been in Goose's bedroom which meant it was Goose's problem. He said as much to Anna. Taking a washcloth, he began to gently clean her cheek. As he finished that, she told him that Goose had already given her a name. Temple sounded good to Conda.<br/><br/>"What style? Goose has been reinventin' da Snakes for dalast year," he commented. "I's like Temple 'tho. If'n you thank I's needs cleanin' then yo definitely needs cleanin', Temple. Jes hole still whiles I get yer hand warshed."<br/><br/>He fell silent for several minutes after she asked him why he had been on the streets. It had been a hard time for him but it had helped shaped him into who he was today. Well, he did say he would tell her if she ever asked.<br/><br/>"Ma OD'd on sumthin'. I wasn't 'bout ta let da Chiles services haul mes off ta some hell home," he grunted out finally. "Lookin' back, that might've been better fo' me after all. Anysways. I's dropt outta school da year 'fore so I's dinna hafta worry nuthin' 'bout someone lookin' fer me. Pa left when i's born and never been back. I usta run drugs fer ma and her dealer so's dat's what i started doin'. It wus a slow time and i wus hungry so's I busted inta a shop fer some food. 'Twas ma luck dat dere were plains clothes pigs a block over. First offense 'n all, I got 2 years in juvie. Dat's where I met Goose. 'For I met him 'tho, I met Rattler. He made me part o' da gang 'cause he thought I could be his muscle 'n all. Kept orderin' me 'round like I didn't know ma own name. Just 'cus I can't talk good don't mean I's stupid. Goose don't treat me dat way. Yous' ready ta get back in bed? You're still sick, Temple. Goose is tryin' ta take care of ya but he needs yo help. Do what he's askin' ya ta do and jes rest."