Ritsuka glowered and turned away when Soubi pointed out that he hadn't promised. At least he wasn't making anymore empty promises. It was like when he used to say he loved Ritsuka. The boy never believed him because it always sounded so...fake. Lately, however, he wasn't so sure.

"I'm not going to run," he said, stubborn as always and determined to be an adult rather than a useless child. The Institute had taken what was left of his innocence as far as he was concerned - stripped him of his only proof of childhood. He didn't know how or who, but it was gone. He hated that Soubi kept trying to baby him when his injuries were nothing compared to what his mother used to do. Today had been nothing.

"And I already told you, I'm fine. Stop babying me or I'll never learn anything." Ritsuka made sure his exasperation showed through, but let Soubi take his hand as they went for the door. He really had no idea where they were going, but somehow or another they'd find it. If he told Soubi to get the patient files, the man would do anything to get them - Ritsuka just didn't want him to be alone when he did so. "And yeah... I will. First, let's get out of the room before the clinic starts up."