Jail Bird Rock

永程

He was full, for once.

The weight of food in his belly was like a comforting warmth. Yong Cheng ate quickly in small bites, not wanting to drag Sirius' waiting time, but not wanting to overeat either. He felt his eyes begin to moisten a little, the corners gathering small amounts of liquid, but he did not cry, and he did not let Sirius see his wet gaze. He kept his head down as he ate and when he was done, his eyes were dry again.

He nodded his thanks for the meal, and a moment later, they were walking again.

"I'm small," he noted, "And quick." Very quick, he wanted to add, but refrained from doing so. "I'm light, and thus very breakable. But as you can see," at this, Yong Cheng smiled wryly, "I've remained unbroken until now. So I'm agile."

"I can heal," the boy mused, "But I'm limited by age. I'd like instruction. And I can defend myself." It was true -- he could, to an extent. He wasn't going to be winning any battles, but he could do enough to open space to speed away.

He didn't want to tell Sirius that he was willing to play dirty. Fighting so far had been all about survival; Yong Cheng did whatever it took to see the next day.

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