The urchin was squirmy. Benji hated catching kids. He'd gotten in trouble for letting some go before, and there was a large part of him that wanted to just let the child go — but too many people were around. Still — it was sad, and the child was so young that he could not entirely tell what their gender was. He grabbed the child's wrist in one hand and let the back of their shirt go.
"Can you breathe now?" Benji asked, holding on tight. Still — it was more important that the urchin be able to breathe than it was for Benji to bring them to the constabulary.
"Can you breathe now?" Benji asked, holding on tight. Still — it was more important that the urchin be able to breathe than it was for Benji to bring them to the constabulary.