Pitter Patter

Sitting across from Dani Dalton felt nervous but content. It was nice having someone to talk with again.

"Well I know it sounds silly, but I have a butterfly and moth collection. Its just something I like to do. Its hard sometimes with my fingers being so big, but I do ok. It takes a lot of pashents but its almost soothing."

Looking down at his hands for a moment Dalton hopped Dani wouldn't laugh. It was a strange hobbies but it was something he liked. It had almost been over a year now that he had been working on them. Delicately preserving them, pinning them to frames.

Maybe that's where he had learned how to be so delicit and soft with his touch despite his size.

"Maybe sometime I can show you them. They really are pretty. What do you like to do in your free time?"

Feeling the raindrops his her face Thirteen looks up as it continues to rain hitting her in the face. Bring her hand to the drop on her face Thirteen just whipes it away as it mixes with her own tears.

She wasnt sure why she was so sad about this, but maybe depression had set in jus thinking about being locked up again.

As the rain starts to pound harder Thirteen let out a sneeze. The sound of the pitter patter rain drownding out almost everything except her own thoughts.