Blitzøs steps come to a stop as he hears chattering in the alley. He raises an eyebrow and holds his hand over the phone in his pocket just in case before peaking his head into the alley.

He sees a child... one that is very clearly in need of a home. They look hungry, thirsty, and in need of anything that can help them survive for at least three more days.

--- "Oh, holy shit..."

He stares in awe at the kid digging through a dumpster and pulls out his phone to check the time and maybe look up if it's safe to approach homeless kids in hell. Just maybe.

He leans against the wall and rubs his chin in deep thought. What if he got some food for this kid? What if he helped them out with some money?....

What if he adopted them.

As soon as he gets that thought, it's locked in his brain. Who cares if the thoughts impulsive? He's been looking into getting a kid for long enough! A week is a long enough time to make an important decision like this anyway!

And so, he steps into the alley to get a better look.