Once Crowley made sure Ferid was going to keep quiet, he looked into the boy’s eyes once again. They were completely drowned with fear.
Looking straight into those eyes, Crowley said with assertion, “You have survived.”
“…”
“Listen to me, okay? You can relax now. No need to struggle anymore. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
At this, Crowley finally felt the boy calm down a little.
The child stared at Crowley and asked, voice shaking, “Wh-Where is Dad and Mom…?”
“Your parents protected you.”
“…Th-They died?”
Crowley nodded, and tears instantly welled up in the boy’s eyes. Crowley held him in his arms. The boy was a strong one. He sobbed quietly, but didn’t weep. That was why he survived. Because he was able to stay under the bed for hours on end without producing any sound.