"I enjoy our time together why would I lie?" Evan smiled sweetly this time, the smile reaching his eyes when his free hand ran through Neville's dark hair, "Poor little boy I should have taken better care of you, but you brought this on yourself you know? Not being the good lad I know you can be. I've seen you, that's why I picked you." he said with a tiny sigh and looked over Neville's exhausted, hallow face. The boy malnourished and thin. "If I proved to you that I'm not lying will you promise you be a good boy and give me a name?"