I still breathe |o, re-intro|

[BENJAMIN]

[align=center][div style="border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;line-height:1.1;font-size:8.5pt;"]Benjamin had been an only child. He's always wanted a sibling, honestly—to be able to protect someone had always been on his agenda, despite the fact that he'd have probably failed by now, if he'd actually had a brother or a sister to begin with. How can someone who can't even protect himself protect a sibling? It's pretty much impossible. That longing to protect someone had never really gone away, though. It had simply... Morphed into a new longing. Benjamin had gone from wanting to protect a sibling to wanting to protect a child in general. Well... His own child, specifically. He wants desperately to be a dad. It's a key part of his future to start a family, so each and every time he comes across children, he feels something warm in his chest and an overwhelming instinct to be someone they can trust floods over him. Granted, each time he's met a child, well... To put it simply, he's not made a single friend in any of them. At least, he doesn't think so. He's tried, but most of the children he's attempted to befriend are just too afraid for him to do so. He doesn't blame them, of course—the world they live in is a terrifying apocalypse. Though the lack of power is an annoyance, it's the fall of governments and law that really turned the world to shit, and now they've got groups like the Badlands lurking in the shadows, ready to kill for absolutely no reason. Apparently no power means no morals. Funny how life without a smartphone can turn a whole group of people into murderers. Anyway, not the point. The point is, Benjamin has stumbled across Greer and a few children, and that familiar feeling has washed over him—they sound so small and innocent, and the blind teenager approaches with a soft smile, standing a little ways away from Greer and lifting a hand to wave it slightly. "Hey. Everything alright over here?"