Nick scoffed at the boy saying he was 'nearly grown'. Cute. He wanted to be a grown up. Nick wactched the boy as he slowly gathered his things. He'd acted strange when he'd picked up the rabbit and Nick could've sworn he heard a quiet sniff as the other continued to gather his things.

"Hey, um, my name's Nick. You need help?" He knew the boy was crying but crying kids were not something the eleven year old was good with so the quicker the boy gathered his things and left, the better.