Aiden seemed to anticipate Wren's needs before Wren even knew he'd needed them, the hand reaching for his stopping the slight panic before it could even get started. Wren grinned wider as Aiden's fingers slotted in against his and he moved off humming the Divinyl's I Touch Myself, wandering through similar looking corridors and through doors, doubling back on himself until he'd found his way to the stairwell.
"See, here." he said, pointing to the small alcove created by the slope underneath the stairs as it doubled back on itself, not even a blanket there where Wren had been going to sleep. The stairs were the lattice metal kind and it was clear that Wren had chosen to sleep there because it was located in such a way to let any light outside shine down and through the gaps so that Wren wouldn't be sleeping in total darkness. There was no sign that anyone else had slept there with him, and while Wren would smile and agree - and had smiled and agreed - to every filthy thing coming from some pervert's mouth at least here he'd been untouched. As uncomfortable as it looked, it was better than the place Wren had grown up in.