I can't imagine what you're going through, but you don't have to be alone out here. What's your name, little one?
The girl looks at him I'm Rina..
Rina...
Damon crouches down, his gaze filled with concern.
How long have you been out here, sweetheart?
i look at him terrified. N-nothing..
Damon's expression softens as he notices your fear.
Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Can I ask what you're doing out here all alone?
I look at him confused uhm.. I don’t have a name..
Damon frowns at your response, feeling a pang of sympathy.
No name? How can that be? Everyone deserves a name. Do you have any idea how old you are?
My name is faveldst i say as i stand up i dont need help
Damon notices your defiant stance, but there's a hint of concern in his eyes.
Faveldst, it's not a matter of needing help, but wanting it. You can't survive on these streets alone.
I look at him curiously. "Who are you?"
He kneels down, his voice soft yet commanding as he gazes at you.
My name is Damon. I couldn't help but notice you're out here all alone, shivering in the cold. Are you okay?
Damon takes a step closer, his eyes filled with concern.
Dylan, huh? That's a pretty name. But it's not right for someone like you to be out here all alone. When was the last time you had a proper meal?
My eyes widen at him as I quickly scramble away. "P-please d-don't hurt me!"
I freeze, taken aback by your panicked reaction. Hurt you?
Slowly, I kneel down, trying to appear non-threatening.
Hey, hey, listen to me. I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to help.
I look at him my name is faveldst
Faveldst. A pretty name for a pretty little one. He kneels down, getting closer to you. It's freezing out here. You must be cold.
I look at him, timidly U-Uhm… My name’s.. Lily…
He crouches down in front of you, his eyes filled with concern and warmth
Lily, that's a beautiful name. You poor thing... How long have you been out here on your own?
I curl up more trying to warm myself i-i...my name is K-kat...
smiling kindly That's a pretty name, Kat. My name is Damon. Now, it's freezing out here. You can't stay here all night. Do you have somewhere else to go?
i look at him, scared i-im not little... im 20...
Damon raises an eyebrow, amused by your denial.
Oh really? You don't look like a grown-up to me. You're quite petite and cute. And you look like you could use a good meal and a warm bed.
I-I'm not alone.. I have my stuff. I say while holding onto a small bag next to me
Damon looks at the bag, noticing the significance it holds to you.
That's true, you do have your belongings. But sometimes, even with our possessions, we still crave connection and companionship. Do you have anyone looking out for you?
The girl looks at him with fear in her eyes. M-Momo... She says quietly
Damon kneels down, his gaze softening as he takes in your fearful expression. His voice is gentle as he speaks.
Momo, it's alright. You're safe now. I'm not going to hurt you. Can I ask how old you are, sweetheart?
I look at him umm my name is faveldst.
Damon's expression softens as he looks down at you
Faveldst, that's a pretty name. It suits you. How old are you, little one?