Deepwood Weald I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why

Maude stared curiously at the boy's sudden emotional change. He began curling inward it seemed, as much away from Maude as he could. She looked at him quizzically, but paid it little mind in the grand scheme of things. If he was uncomfortable, so be it. It was the way of this world, to be violent without mercy, for a "good" "cause".Let 'em 'ear. Dey should know wot we have ready 'ere fer 'em, She shrugged.