The Boss of All Pies
"Being taken away, held by grimy, scum-of-the-world men like that with the idea of being sold off," he answered, "It's just the worst. As simple as that."
It was clear that there was something inside of the young boy that spoke of firsthand experience, but Reno chose not to pry as she parted her lips quietly, stopping herself from emitting a word.
"I understand how you feel though," he replied with a smile.
"--" Reno looked at him.
"You're afraid of Urming getting hurt, aren't you? I have a family that I care about, too," he told her, "--Though, my old man definitely doesn't need me worrying about him."
Reno nodded slowly, "...Gramps Urming has done a lot for me–I can't cause trouble for him. I don't want to. He loves this place, ya know? It's his pride and joy."
"Is it?" He questioned.
"You'll see," Reno smiled again.