He shut his mouth when his name was said, so as not to speak while he was spoken to, he wasn't allowed to speak unless told. He was hyperventilating again when the hand reached out and touched him. Theo shuddered like a wet dog and a horrible sound came from him, something between a moan and a whine and the noise of some mammal dying as it's head was staved in with a brick. Whatever Theo was seeing in his dreams didn't last long and he slumped forward after a moment going silent, his breathing easing out into normal deep sleep, if normal was lying on the street with knees and hands and feet bleeding.
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