The boy nodded warily while looking up at Sparkle through his bangs. He looked a little as if he'd like to run but he held his ground.

Hernando walked over to an unoccupied bench and sat down. One ankle lazily crossed over a knee as he waited. For all the boy looked wary, Hernando was not worried. Sparkle was not the sort to harm a child. Even one with the bad taste to get caught.