The boy didn't speak. He merely answered with a nod or a shake of his head, and the look in his large green eyes. His black, shaggy hair contrasted painfully with his too-thin frame, and pale skin, yet somehow he was still alive. A child from the streets then... Most likely attacked by a vampire earlier in the week and left for dead as well.
I shook my head in digust at the revolting thought of anyone, even a vampire, feeding off a child! Worse yet, they'd left the poor boy behind to either die in the sun or starve, with no way of knowing how to survive in his new condition... I sighed and put my hand on the boy's head to comfort him, giving him a reassuring smile. I have no idea who turned the boy, but they better hope I don't find them in...