Daeya
like, totally.
I shake my head, and look at the miserable boy. "Oh my goodness.." I say looking at his knee and his forehead. "I didn't mean- I just- I'm sorry." I say, giving him the can. "You can have it. You need it more." She said, tears welling up at her eyes. The little boy reminded her so much of Tito, she just wanted to hug him and tell him that it was all right. "I'm Cally, okay?" She said to his face, crying a river of tears now. She grabbed the boy in her arms, and hugged him for a while, before accepting Ruka's offer. Wiping her cheeks, she stood up. "I'll have to clean this cut first." She said, picking the boy up and opening the gate, and went into the atrium. She laid the boy down in front of the fire, and fiddled with her supplies. "I'm really sorry.."