Outrun the Storm

Feeling the grip of the woman, pulling him close into her and curling around him was what he needed to truly relax. It was nice to feel the warmth of another, even if it wasn't his own mother. Resin had done a lot for him already, but he struggled to understand that at such a young age. Maybe one day it would catch up to him. For now, though, it was a lost concept. Two others approached, one he hadn't taken much time to get to know and of course Rudy. He struggled to not glare at the mottled boy, but kept himself pressed into Resin's stomach and chose to only give fleeting glances of glares in his direction. When Resin began to speak, however, his momentarily glares ceased so that he may listen to what she had to say.

The wounds upon her flesh hardly bothered him. He knew they wouldn't bother her, after all it was much less that what his mother had. Resin was strong and he knew she would be fine. Even if it didn't look so good now, he knew it wasn't anything to worry about. She continued on, though, about needing to protect their sisters. Grim hardly considered them his sisters, but he knew he too would have to play his part. Anything coming for Bowen would have to go through him first, but he supposed he could treat the other girls the same. Daphne was big and strong like him, definitely able to hold her own should something come up. The others though could definitely use some help. Maybe if Bowen was his responsibility, Daphne could take care of herself, and the other boys could care for the other girls?? Seemed fair, right?