On the one hand, the child was annoyingly persistant and seemed to think Walter would need to know where the dumpsters were placed. On the other, he didn't enjoy hurting children. And he still was new. He knew where to find food, where the training grounds were and his own room; the rest of the building was a mystery.

He looked at Wrath, slightly puzzled. Why was this kid talking to him anyway? He had only walked past. "...I could use a map." He spoke quietly, hoping Wrath would give him what he needed and then stop.