Danny took the glass and sipped at it in silence as he listened to the boy speak, and then, after a while, he held int down and spoke once more, "I already told you, I am not quick to judge, and so I do not pressume either." He told him quietly "Although, you shouldn't just pressume either. Just because I am here, doesn't mean I have come here to be your friend, meaning I can even have the chance to betray you... it doesn't mean I haven't come here to be your friend either. Even if that was so, there is no way of telling if I would or would not, or even could betray you." he muttered with a shrug. He spoke almost cryptic, and he hoped what he was saying was making sense to this boy. "if i am going to find out about 'What you have done and why you really are alone' then why don't you just tell me now. And If i hate you afterwards, then it is no harm done, instead of growing attached to me or starting to like me and then I find out and you become depressed or what ever." he said quietly with a small shrug of his shoulders, thinking that was an obvious thing to do.
"Oh, and I don't make fun of people, I know what that is like, I think people who make fun of others are scum and piss takers, it isn't like anyone is perfect... Although, you should let the fact that some people have hurt you, make you spiteful towards others. My mum and dad have practically disowned me, but I'm not here taking it out on you, quite the contrary actually." He said quietly, sipping his drink again lightly, his chest getting tight from talking so much. Although, it was probably as he had never had anyone who would listen to his gabble on like this guy did. He then realised he didn't know his name or vise versa. "I'm Danny by the way... I really like your eyes, there really cool." He said quietly, also wondering why this guy would not look at him, but thought best not to push him.

Kinsey was greatful as he stumbled after the boy, and although the movement was all very rough, he was lucky that the boy was kind enough to let him inside. "Well, I don't hate you... I'm Danny, and thank you, that would help dearly." He muttered, taking in long deep breaths to try and calm himself down and his chest. He rubbed his temples and srcewed his face up. His head felt so very light, yet so very heavy at the same time, it was really confusing. He let his hands fall to his sides in dispair and hhe let his head fall backwards. "Although," He began "I am not the sort of person to judge straight off, I have no right too, so I guess it all depends. People shouldn't all hate you though, maybe they just don't, maybe they just don't know you... Or your cold glares scare them off." he chuckled weakly before his face screwed up in pain and he pressed a clenched fist to his chest. he cleared his throat and sighed lightly.
He thought about his impression on the boy so far, he was pretty cold, that much was obvious, but he had, had the heart to take Danny in when he was struggling outside, and when he had sat him down on the sofa, Danny was sure he smiled at him, it was very faint but he was posotive it was a smile. "your just hiding from an emotion or a feeling right?" he asked, calling into the kitchen. swallowing again as he wondered what the boy was doing, he hadn't taken that long, but he was so quiet earlier and seemed so cold that Danny worried slightly, he even wondered if the boy was just his imagination, or a ghost. He couldn't believe someone would really live here. He looked around the almost empty room and he thought of all the needless furniture in his room, and some of the spare things in the garage."maybe I can let him have some, the two apes wouldn't realise one bit." he muttered under his breath to himself.
Danny wasn't exactly a kind person. He did care for others feelings, and he did worry all the time about people, but he wasn't like those eccentrics who were like saints or something. He was however rather bold, speaking his mind and making sure to put his point across clearly incase the other person didn't understand what he was trying say. He was a little loopy, but wasn't everyone? In general he was also quite happy, although, his anger could be a problem, and so could depression.

As Danny aproached the house he looked up from the floor and paused, standing in the door way was a figure. It was hard to tell first of all the age or gender of the figure, but as he got closer it became aparent that is was a boy, then maybe in his late teens early twenties, and then he realised the boy's head was hanging slightly and his hair was infront of his face. He watched as the boy lifted his head up and he saw the cold smile and a small shivver of fright was sent through his bones as he swallowed hard. Then he blinked lightly as he noticed the boys eyes, one was a blue, but the other one was amazing, it was like a clear or a white or something along those lines. or maybe it was just a really pale colour, or even the trick of his own eyes and the lightly. He began to proceed forwards until he was only a few feet away and he was absolutely certain the boys eye was like a clear or white colour.
Danny knew it would be rude to start off with something which could well possibly be a touchy topic for the boy so he started of with a small "Hello." He looked at the boy normally, he was a normal person after all, his eye was maybe just a colour pigmant problem, or he could be blind... He knew people who were albino basically had a colour pigmant problem, and that is why their skin was white, their hair was white their eyes an extremely white blue or even white as well, it wasn't as if people treated them much different.
Danny stood and looked at the boy, wondering if he was going to get an answer, then he spoke, and it was as if something was speaking for him and he realised he had spaced out a bit, but he asked, "What are you doing in an old house in the middle of a forest." Although as he finnished saying this he wondered what he was doing by an old house in the middle of a forest. Then all the recent memories flushed around and through his head, angering him once more and his face screwed up momentarily. "Stupid parents." he mumbled to himself, trying to concentrate on one thing at a time, although it was difficult as he felt light head from the lack of oxygen and he was slightly dizzy from trying to sort all his problems out in his head all at once.
Kinsey looked up at the boy again, "Sorry, I'm tired and I have asthma and no pump, I find it hard to concentrate and think one this at a time, so don't mind me if I just like... stare off into the floor or something." He mumbled sheepishly, wondering if the boy had already answered him and he had been spaced out so far he didn't even realise. Infact, how long has he been standing there. Although as he looked at the boys face it seemed it had probably only been at maximum a minute, but his head would just not seem straight and he didn't seem to know it but he was swaying slightly from side to side and back and forth a bit, and he fell to his knees hit eye lids flickering for a few seconds. "What the?" He muttered, "how did I end up here?" He asked himself, not remembering being on the floor, wassn't he standing up only ten seconds or so. He quickly climbed to his feet and rested his head against the side of the house, only a foot or two from Adam now. "C-can I come in... Please." He mumbled, his fingers trying to grip the sides of the house and support him upwards.

Danny ran out the front door, slamming it hard behind him, "Stupid, bloody idiots!" he shouted, running down the path and across the road. He needed to just cool down, maybe he should find somewhere in the forest to stay. It shouldn't rain tonight, or at least he hoped it shouldn't. He still wasn't used to how this place worked yet, but he took his chance. he ran into the woods and through the tree's, not looking where he was really going, and only making sure not to run into any tree's on the way.
Danny stumbled so many times he lost count, and he fell over twice, slicing his trousers on something shrp and cutting his leg slightly, and falling over a fallen tree and into anouther one, crushing his shoulder.
He cursed constantly, but didn't stop running. He felt stupid, he didn't have a drink with him, and he was asthmatic and tired, yet he just wouldn't give up, and as he slowed down and panted, his breath became slightly whezzy.
Danny sighed and after a short ten minute break and tones of producing and swallowing his own syliver to calm his dehydration and breathing slightly, he finally stood up straight and quietly carried on through the woods, not yet looking for a spot to stay, but looking for a deeper part of the forest. He began to go left as he could still see the edge of the forest through the tree's to his right. He walked slowly and had a finger either side of his head, massaging his temples hard and slowly. He sighed and carried on, realising he had no idea where he was. 'Oh well, that is a problem I will have to deal with when it comes to the time I have to eat and drink.' he thought to himself as he began to look around and froze. "I haven't got to the other side already have I?" He mumbled quietly to himself as he saw a shape much like a house, but it was a bit far away and the tree's were blocking the majority of the veiw anyway.
Danny proceeded forwards, making the choice that if it was a house, and at the end of the forest, he wouldn't bother and would turn back. Although he was pretty confident that he was almost only about dead centre of the forest rather than the end already.