"What's that..thing..?"
Cricket: A...kettle?
"Oh.."
Cricket has to wait for the water to boil. He walks over to the table and sits across from Azriel, studying him
Cricket: Azriel...where are you from...?
"I..don't know."
Cricket: ...well...where do you live...?
"A homeless shelter.."
Cricket: Ohhhh...I-I'm really sorry...well-now you don't.
"Yes I do..?"
Cricket: Nope. You're gonna stay with me-just-until you get on your feet. And before you protest, I'm not gonna take no for an answer...
He smiles at Azriel
