Francis frowned and let the water hit his feet as he moved closer , she was sitting down so she wasn't going to run away. "That's cruel to him. ALright, if your brother is dead who was that in the room?" He asked as he knelt down.

"I've lost people before. I know how to move on. I've also had people turn their backs and throw stones at me. Do you see where I am?" He said as he turned to the water. "I beg for food and a bed every day. Are you looking forward to your not brother having a life like mine?" He asked tilting his head at her. He had a lot in his arsenal he could use against a child. He was taking small steps but there were bigger ones he could try if necessary.