"I-I've got it." Sprint said. He crouched down and pulled one of the crudely made baskets he kept hidden in the dents and holes in the cave walls. He pulled out some leaves and fruit. "I-I might still have some d-dried meat, if you w-want." He said, pattering back to Cage with the food.
Sprint sat quietly while she ate. He had gone back to rummaging in his baskets, searching for a piece or two of the meat he had dried. He understood the way Cage ate. He used to be the same way, years back.
He shoved his basket back into it's place.
"S-sorry. I must've r-run out."
"Nah. I c-can eat another time." Sprint said. He held out the rest of the fruit an leaves out to her. "Y-you can have this." He said.
Sprint sat, watching her carefully. He leaned back against the cave wall, drawing his knees up to his chest.
"D-do you need a-any more?" He asked, his voice low and quiet. "I-I don't have much, b-but you can h-have it."
"O-okay." Sprint stayed where he was, his knees pulled up to his chest as he watched Cage.
He still felt a little uneasy. In the years he had lived here in the Wilds, he had always been very careful to make sure no one would find his little cave home.
Now, he was sitting an talking with a newcomer, even offering her his food. He started to rock back and forth a little.
It felt strange, but it was good to be able to talk to someone.
Sprint closed his eyes, curling up a little tighter. He rested his chin on his knees with a tired little sigh.
Even though it was just the beginning of the day, he was exhausted.
He blinked his eyes open after a few seconds, reluctantly pulling his head up. He didn't want to to sleep now, not in front of a stranger. As much as he wanted to trust Cage, he still felt a little scared. If he fell asleep, she might attack.
So he stayed awake.
"I-I'm fine." Sprint said. "I-I can s-sleep later." He forced himself to lift his head higher, opening his eyes a little wider. He twisted his fingers together, staring at the dirt under his fingernails and all over the callouses of his hands.
Sprint watched her go, and his heart sank a little. He didn't try to stop her or follow her. He just sat still and watched.
As brief as it was, it ha been nice talking to someone else. He would probably never see her again, he thought as he drifted off to sleep.
Sprint slept. He stayed curled up against the cave wall, facing the entrance. He dozed lightly, blinking his eyes open every now and then to look groggily up at the tiny cave entrance.
It had been years since he had slept solidly, not just dozing.
As he slept and when he was awake, he thought about Cage. It had been nice to have someone to talk to. Someone like him who wasn't trying to hurt him, or kill him, or steal his food an water.
He even wished she would come back.
Sprint ha just dozed off again, his head resting on his knees as he slept. He was facing the cave entrance and the light that trickled in, but his eyes were closed in less than blissful sleep. His eyes fluttered under his eyelids as broken images, memories of the days in the lab made him squirm and twitch while he slept.
Sprint jolted out of his troubled sleep with a gasp, the nightmarish images still flashing across his eyes. He jerked up with a garbled whimper, pushing his hands to his eyes to try to press the memories away.
Sprint blinked a few times, clearing his vision before looking at the berries Cage held in front of him. He looked back up at her.
"Y-you got these?" He asked, looking back own at the berries. "Th-that's...great! Th-they're even the right k-kind." He gave her a hearty nod. He was impressed. It had taken him much longer before he had been able to find food that wasn't poisonous.
"I-I'm okay." Sprint said. He yawned and straightened out his legs, uncurling himself even though he was still tired.
He was glad Cage had come back. He made a tiny little smile, the corners of his mouth just barely flickering up.
Sprint glanced over at her.
"Y-you okay?" He asked hesitantly. He scooted back nervously, somehow afraid that she might hurt him for talking.
"I-I don't know." Sprint said, wrapping his arms around himself and nervously poking at a hole in his uniform. "N-never been able t-to go beyond." He said, absently running a finger over the scar that laid just under the fabric of his clothing.
"I-It's not so b-b-bad here. Y-you get used to it a-after a while." He wrapped his arms tighter around himself. "Th-there are no doctors around, a-and no e-e-experiments." He said helpfully. "I-It's just kinda lonely."
Sprint folded his hands in his lap, silently examining a tiny rip on his sleeve. He glanced over at Cage. He wanted to talk to her, but he didn't know what to say. Conversation was not something you learned in the labs or here in the Wilds. So he said nothing.
"I-I dunno. I-I've never g-gone past the W-Wilds." Sprint said with a nervous little shrug. "N-never dared."
"I-I don't know wh-what th-there is past the W-wilds." Sprint said with a little shudder. "I-I've always s-s-stayed here. I-I...I get scared." He said in a quiet whisper.
Sprint sat silently, hugging himself. He could almost feel the old scars on his back as if they had just been made.
The labs had made him a scared person, a fearful little rock runner. He pulled his knees up to his chest once more with a shiver, even though he wasn't cold.