He nodded. "As you wish.."

He sighed softly. "Gamzee, you might want to get out of here fast. Before you get in trouble."

He frowned. "Trouble?"

"Someone arrests you for that" He meant the kid bleeding on the ground.

"I don't think running will help, but as you wish.."

"I don't want you in trouble. So go be safe, and find me after school"

He nodded. "Ok.." He was gone in an instant.

Tavros looked to the boy and wheeled to the other side of the room.

Gamzee had gone to Tavros' room at his house, curling up on his bed.

The day went by after the nurse and the ambulance came and tended to the boy. He would live, but would not return to school. Tavros got home and went to his room and if he could have, he would have jumped in shock. "G-gamzee...?"

The gray boy moaned sleepily, blinking and looking at Tavros. 'master?"

"Explain all of this to me." He said simply

He yawned. "I've claimed you as my master because I need a purpose in life. If you take care of me and give me a place to live..I'll be your servant of sorts.."

"Why me though?" He asked, looking at him. "And what are you??"

Gamzee went to cling onto Tavros. "I'm a demon of sorts..In a way..kind of.." He licked Tavros' cheek. "And because you're different than the others.." It was clear that he wasn't talking about Tavros' handicap.

"What do you mean... different...? He asked after a shiver from the lick.

"You're better...kinder...not corrupted..."

"Oh..." He pet the boy once. "I guess that makes sense... Um, is there, anything I need to do...?"

He shook his head, cuddling with Tavros.

"Nothing at all..." He hummed. "What's your favorite color?"

"Purple." He answered with a grin.

"Mine is brown..." He said with a small smile. "Whole name?"

"Gamzee Makara." He answered.

"Tavros Nitram." He thought for a moment. "Age?"

"16" He answered. "And a half!" He added quickly.