He finally began to notice her appearance and like before, he was mesmerized. Not by her wounds, but, her body. Once again, he blushed. He awkwardly adjusted himself, hoping she wouldn't notice his darkening cheeks. He diverted his attention to her other wounds, now wrapping the cloth bandage around her leg, bringing him back to the cruel reality. "His name is Mick." he paused and clipped a portion of the bandage. "He runs an underground black market kind of thing, dealing anything you would want to get your hands on..." he chuckled. "Anything at all, but for a price, of course." He looked up to her and gave a small grin. "Cops were already on his tail, so he thought it wouldn't hurt taking me in as an adolescent. Trust me, he's a nice guy if you get to know him, and for the love of god, don't get on his bad side." he stood up and handed her the tattered dress. "You're all set, Ebony."