Trace still wasn't use to someone getting that close and not hurting him but he felt safe with her. "L-look" he stammered as he pulled out his sketch book and opened it to a picture of a girl "its y-you" he added softly. Sketching was one way he knew he could express himself and get away for a while. "Its n-not good but s-still" he lifted it a bit higher for her to see. He sighed quickly "y-you know he w-will try and f-find me" he knew that was true, his father always had a way even if that meant going to the school to get him himself. Trace was a bit afraid of that happening since he wouldn't be going back home again.
((Its alright :p I was just waiting lol))