While Anel though, Ryan's gaze went back to him, reading him when all these emotions ran over his features. He let him speak, form all those words he seemed to have to push out of himself. It was cruel in a way, but there was no better way than this. Not in Ryan's book. Anel had to think about this, too. Even after getting raped. And he did, that much was clear. When his eyes went up to meet his, there was a need written in them and he reached out to cup a cheek.<br/><br/>"I think I should not punish you, Anel. You've gone through enough already, today."<br/><br/>But he already had punished him. He had made him think about this while his world had come down. Was he sure, now, that he wouldn't be send away?<br/><br/>"I'll let this slide, this time. I will also not send you away for something you had no control over."<br/><br/>His thumb stroked the boy's cheek gently before he pulled his hand back slowly.<br/>"Don't act like this before clients again though, Anel. Not even if your pants were on fire or the house was crumbling to fall on top of you. Just smile and nod. The show is everything."