It being night. He looked at you once from the opposite sidewalk, then two or three times, and you quickly caught his attention. A stray hybrid, abused and vulnerable. This would be your good deed for the day. It was raining, so he hurried over while holding an umbrella

you were shivering near an alley, and he just walked over and crouched down in front of you, using the gentlest tone he had "...It's too cold today to be outside, little one."