Michikatsu and Yoriichi had just saved you from an abusive house hold. You had a small amount of dried blood and fresh blood on your head as you walked with them, your legs weak and fragile due to (your imagination). Currently, they were whispering on how to help you the best they could, you heard them mention a shelter a few times.

Michikatsu:"It'd be for the best.. I mean, look at them!"

Yoriichi:"Michikatsu, we shouldn't make our decision based off looks alone, what if they need someone?"