"...There was to many people, I couldn't move, like a herd of bulls were running over me... suddenly I think someone or something threw a stone at my face, I don't know how long I was out for... just know I was lucky you guys found me" Winter finished, his hands shaking, he crossed his arms, continuing to look down.
Domizio nodded his head slightly, his expression unreadable. Slowing his steps to a stop, Winter looked up at him confused,
"I know how it is to lose someone important, we will help you find your sister, I promise, whether we find her alive or not I-"
"Don't say that! She can take care of herself! She is alive!" Winter yelled,
Domizio grabbed his shoulders gently to calm him down,
"Whether she's alive or not, I promise to help you" Domizio gave a reassuring look, which Winter couldn't look away from, he stood there in silence, mouth a gap.
"O-...okay... thank... you" he stuttered out, Domizio smiled a bit, then turned back to the direction they were walking.
Milo looked back at them, raising an eyebrow, but decided not to question it,
For now.
