Crying thinking abt Zander who has been mostly alone for nearing seven years, who let himself trust one person and was made to regret it so harshly, who has watched replacements come and go and never allowed himself to get close, even when he tried to help in his own awkward ways. Convincing himself it’s better this way, he’s too mean, too dangerous to be around others, he’s a bad dog. And then this pathetic, sniveling little cry baby is pushed into his cell, into his one personal space, and he’s awkward and doesn’t know how to communicate well and he’s small and scared and he still sees Zander as a person. A person who deserves help. Who deserves to be saved. He’s determined to save him. Zander spent all those years alone aside from only the worst people to interact with and he leaves there with a little brother who helped him as much as Zander wanted to help him,,,,,
