Markus trusted Agnes. If only because she had saved him, and she was nice to him now. He was very naive so far, clinging to whoever was nice to him.
He managed a nod when he was put down, curling in on himself. He was still afraid, and still trying to calm down, as tears continued to drip down his cheeks. He hoped Agnes would help him, and stay nice to him.Agnes watched Markus in the back when she could. When she got home, she took him out of the back and carried him to the bathroom immediately. She started running the water, then stripped him.
“Alright, don’t worry. I’m gonna clean you up. You’re safe.” She smiles softly. “What’s your name? Mine is Agnes. It’s nice to meet you.”
“I-I’m M-Markus…”, Markus mumbled softly. He was a little uncomfortable getting stripped, but he had been partially anyways. He sniffed, rubbing his eyes, listening to the rushing of water into the tub. The water was bound to get pretty dirty, he hoped he’d still manage to get clean with it..
“Uhm- th-thank you f-for- for saving me…”, he added then, quietly.
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