That Very Handsome Dude From Dreamsend Trade Incorporated

“Sorry sorry... It reached a boiling point, y’know? I didn’t mean to startle a beauty like yourself, Ms. Officer. I’m Raymond, but you can call me Ray. What would your name be?” The man leaned against a desk trying his best to be a charmer.

Why was he there again?

Oh right, the word stalker snapped him slighty out of it.

“…But… You are a kid,” he replied after a moment of pondering those bitter words, placing his chin on the back of one hand and not taking his eyes off the other. It did relieve him a bit to know Russell wasn’t being treated like any other criminal, because he was most definitely not. Probably.

“That’s good though, actually... I might not have been able to do much about the staff around here.” He gave him an awkward little grin because he had been talking out of his ass a bit since this wasn’t his branch’s business at all. Not to mention he was pretty sure he passed by a woman with a vicious glare - most likely a bad affair he could barely remember. So yeah, good thing they were kind.

“About your aunt though... So she’s not taking responsibility for you anymore, huh?” Ray carefully avoided delving into the unknown territory of the boy’s feelings just yet and focused on what he could talk about and help with. The chair creaked and the sound echoed, reminding him of where they were.

“That’s just harsh, she’s your family. Not to mention all that money, and it was a lot of money. I’d be letting you eat candy before dinner and stuff... Why are you lying to them though? You could find a proper foster family, y’know? This place is kinda.....” His eyes wandered around the mostly empty room, very plain and oppressive. 

The sudden bluntness worked like a slap to the face with Raymond truly at a loss for words, and he would know about slaps to the face. Although it also made him feel way too unprepared for this situation since he could barely deal with an enraged lady, how to comfort a kid like that? Was there even someone prepared for such a delicate scenario? Regardless, it was a little too late now, and even through it all Russell was indeed too calm. A good child, lost and scared after such harsh treatment by his own dreams and... Happy Dream. His branch.

Time to take responsibility.

“... Take it easy, buddy, it’s okay. ... No need to apologize, at least not to me.” He started and shifted his weight, arms falling to his sides while allowing himself closer to the bed to grab the chair nearby. Raymond twirled it in place before sitting with his chest to the backrest, embracing it as his eyes inspected the boy a little closer. His head tilted slightly.

“I know... You probably feel like that for a good reason, and- I have no idea what I could possibly say to make you feel better,” the man decided to be just as honest with a hint of sorrow, eyebrows furrowing like staring at a difficult puzzle and scratching the side of his head.

“Anyway, you’re here right now, hm? ...So tell me, are they treating you right? If not, there should be something I could do about that.”

Ray wanted to ask a bunch of questions at once; when he would be ready to leave, if he had somewhere to stay, talk to him about girls and poor decisions, hell at least buy the boy an ice cream. But if life taught him anything it was he had to be more considerate of others and less hurried, Fairia a lingering reminder of such.

It was all a little too cold when it came down to it, so the man shook it off and closed the door behind himself while keeping a neutral look and wary of the kid’s condition. His brown coat remained although it lacked the details and he wasn’t really all that different from his dream version so maybe that’d help in a way, his eyes inspected his movements carefully for a second.

“Is it too soon? Ah sorry, I kinda heard of... Well, you, and came down to see how you were doing right away.” He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest, sighing softly, for a moment going with the silence and staring at the ceiling like the lack of eye contact would give Russell some privacy.

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