Falls of the Hinterlands 99 problems and a body ain't one

Clearly uncomfortable, the boy either didn't know how or didn't want to hide how he was feeling when approached by the chocolate coated demon. Cornered, face to face with the lord of the Nightwalkers, there was little the boy could do right now other than stand and watch as Vengeance approached, listen to the toxic words spewed as Vengeance what he would do with such a young lad. 

It isn't good for a boy to grow up all alone. Come, I will shelter you. Raise you, teach you. Though Vengeance wasn't kind to puppies, to the youth, he wasn't quite the fatherly figure or was all that gentle with them; but he had used for them. He would try to talk his way into getting Valour to follow him, back home, back to the Nightwalker's Haunted Woods - but he was fully prepared to take him forcefully. 

Alone, it would be foolish for him to let the boy go off on his own. He was available. No one would miss him. Ripe for the picking. All the while he spoke, Vengeance continued to approach slowly, up until he was only a meter away from the young man.