Nico's heart lurched at the sound, his instincts kicking into high gear as he gestured for his companions to follow him. With cautious steps, they made their way towards the source of the sound, their senses on high alert for any sign of danger.
As they approached the room, the cries grew louder, echoing off the walls like a haunting melody. Nico's brow furrowed in concern as he gently pushed open the door, revealing a scene that tugged at his heartstrings.
Inside the room, a young boy sat huddled in a corner, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs as he clutched an empty bowl in his trembling hands. Beside him, a woman stood with a worried expression, her gaze flickering between Nico and the boy as if unsure of what to do.
Nico's gaze softened as he took in the sight before him, his heart going out to the pair in their moment of distress. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, his voice gentle as he addressed the woman.
