For a few seconds, the stranger glared all the way until Caelen and his lackeys completely disappeared from his sight and then, he turned around.
Blinking his long lashes, he suddenly held a contemplated expression the moment his gaze landed on Ren, coiled on the floor sobbing bitterly.
His eyes narrowed in grim and empathy lowered, when he stood a few feet away, awkwardly clenching his palm into a fist. His lips pursed a few times, as if he was deliberately trying to speak of something, but then again, he fell silent.
From his body language, it was pretty obvious that the boy had absolutely no idea how to comfort a crying person, given he was struggling to find a word.
He scratched the back of his neck, muttered something under his breath, and then after a few minutes of intense silence, he finally took action.
Firstly, he unzipped his heavy, oversized jacket, slipped it off on his arm, and stepped closer.
