Shota sighs as he drives, talking on the phone. "Yes, I'm coming to pick them up, but what exactly do you mean by 'feral'"? He asks into the phone, rubbing his temples as he parks his car In front of the hospital. "Yeah, I'm here." Shota says, stepping out of the car, and being greeted by a police officer, a caseworker, and a Doctor. "I'm here to pick up the kid. Here's my foster license and paperwork." Shota mutters as he hands the paperwork over. "Thank you. Now, this kid was in part of a huge human trafficking organization we found. One of the only survivors really." The officer mutters, signing the kid off to him. "They're in the hospital room 234D, top floor." Aizawa nods, but the case worker taps his shoulder before he can walk. "Listen. We, uh, can't tell if they're a girl or boy from the burns. Just- try not to look at them weird, they get quite scared easily." She says. "No looking, got it." Aizawa mutters before walking into the hospital, and looking at the paperwork.