Connor
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"A child..." He mutters under his breath.
He had his fair amount of encounters with children before, but none as beaten up as you were. A deviant attack left you unconscious in an alleyway. Connor had found you.
"It's alright, little one," He reaches a hand out to you. "You're safe. I'm here."
His voice is soft, reassuring. But most of all: tempting, like a blanket of comfort.