There were hands on his shoulders, and his eyes went to the woman's eyes. This woman has been here with him since he arrived. She guided him, and offered her support. Barbara was in his support network. She wouldn't lie to him, and she'd keep him safe. Despite being a young teen being trained to be a ruthless killer, the tears ripped free from his eyes. Just as if a relief was brought forth to him.
Starkiller lunged forward wrapping his arms around the woman's middle burying his face in her shirt coming completely undone. The relief of safety, that he had never thought he needed was finally bringing forward. Where it was coming from, Starkiller wasn't sure, but he just knew that it was there. Finally feeling as if he could just let go of the anger in his soul.
Starkiller cried.
It wasn't short lived either. It felt as if he had to release the emotions of many years of torment and misery, which was weird feeling. Though when he finished he pushed away from Barbara sniffling and wiping his face almost ashamed of himself, not able to look her in the eyes. The flamingo came up and rubbed against him, which Starkiller pet it's head. "His name is Frank.." He told her before looking. "I asked Lucario if it had a name and he didn't - so I gave him one..." He paused for a moment before looking back to her. "I'm hungry." Was all he said, just coming full circle back to the reason she showed up to start with.