Gray had been return from checking around town and helping people getting their business and homes in order when he saw a small from walking slowly up the path towards him. The young Oracle tilted his head, adjusting the long staff strapped across his back (the long staff a gift from Bast) and upped his pace toward the figure. Noticing it was a child in rather bad shape Gray hustled over to him and knelt in front of him gripping the boys shoulders gently.
"Hey! What happened to you?" His pale eyes search the child's frame worriedly. He had all the trade mark cuts, bruises and marks of a child abused. Ones he was familiar with, ones that peaked from beneath his loose neck top.