Taka felt anger wash over him at the boy's words. How could that man tell the poor boy that no one would want him? Taka was even more determined now to find the boy a good home. "Well I am afraid that your master angered the wrong people and is no more. But there will be someone out there that will love you."

Taka figured the boy might be hungry or thirsty. He pulled out a hunk of bread and offered it to the boy. "And from what I saw of your master, you are better off without him," Taka muttered coldly. "Using you for his own gain; he didn't care about you only the money he got from exploiting you."