As the boy glanced, he came towards the guards and said, " I'm sorry. She is with me," in a forgiving voice. I didn't know why he sounded so forgiving for someone he doesn't even know. He grasped my hand tightly and walked away. Confused, I asked, " Why did you help me. You don't even know me.” All he replied was, " You don't need to know someone to help them.” I was silent for a moment, then I asked for his name, it was ’Kai’. It was an unusual name, but his name was just as unusual as his personality.