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Shocking he was amazed at how good she was right now. If she continued to develop her powers, the possibilities would be endless. "Your good, very good right now. Shouldn't doubt yourself, then again you probably think its strange to get, some type of words of encouragement from a stranger.....Ms. Caden?" he turned to noticed she was slightly off balance. He didn't rush, but he grabbed his cane quickly walking over to her before kneeling down on one knee. "Didn't know it really took this much of a toll, to mind read a few people." he said as he placed his cool hand on her forehead. "Are you going to be fine?"

He was silenced by what she had just said, feeling not shocked but slightly embarassed. He couldn't remember her to save his soul, while she may have known him like the back of her hand. "That is....a bit embarassing to tell you the truth. You remember me....but I can't remember you well...when I do see you I think of strawberry ice cream. Don't ask." he sighed. "It sucks that the memories I do want back, won't come to me while I just remember and see dark images. I don't remember if I had a best friend, school mates, heaven forbid if I had a girlfriend now and I can't remember nothing."

Rashiel then let out a little laugh, as he shook his head throwing his hands up. "Well by then if I did she probably, dumped my a** and moved on.....Sorry for the ranting, here let me help you up" he held out a hand to help Caden off the ground. He had completely showed his vulnerable side to her, that he didn't meant for her to see. It just happened like it was natural to pour out part of his struggle with himself to her. This was something strange for Rashiel. He started to realize that maybe he can no longer, try to do everything by himself, that maybe he needed much outside help besides a shrink.

"Maybe...but I doubt that sorry to say. Anyways your pretty good at probing minds." He praised her, which was true. She was much more better at mind reading then he was. Then again they were two completely different people, not everyone advances in their abilities at the same time. "Your better than me. Sometimes, I don't even try." he said as he sat back down on the bench, leaving some space for her to sit if she pleases. "The voices are faint, maybe I could get a few words here and there, but nothing much. Unless that person was emotional, I could pick up on that strong emotion and take it from there."

"I'm glad you feel that way. You definately do not want to pry into my mind." he said with a sly smirk as his direction was focused elsewhere. "Lets say, my thoughts are all happy thoughts and leave it at that. I try not to slip back in that gray area, so I guess I'm saving you some trouble." Rashiel isn't always a sweetheart, and knows he can conjure up some dark thoughts, especially if he was angered by someone. Rashiel decided to stop trying to scare the woman out of her wits, changing the subject to lighten up the mood. "I know your brother must be a handful, from the few times I saw him. Rihanna somewhat thinks that he doesn't like her, after that incident with the poppers."

"The reason Rihanna cracked so early, because I was there. Usually I can catch her doing something, that she's not supposed to be doing. I can pick up on a thought or two from her. It scares the crap out of her all the time." he laughed. It was wrong but he found her fear of him, catching her in trouble amusing though other normal parents may find him a bit of a bully. Rashiel only means well and wants the best for his sister, without her doing mainly the wrong things in life. "Eh I'll tell that later when I get her from school. She'll be out in about two-three hours, if she didn't get herself in trouble at school." Rashiel sighed "I'm really not cut out for taking care of a demon child, I wonder how mom managed."

"If you spent three days in my home, you'll see the abuse I go through. I mean I literally cry myself to sleep every night. She beats me with my own cane, pushed me down the stairs a few times, broke a glass bottle once and cut me with it....I mean its so hard." he said with a distressed expression, pouring out his soul. "Sometimes....when I sleep at night, I can hear her breathing at my door behind my back, and I just say to myself 'Its ok, she's not there....she's not there.' Sometimes she walks away other times....she beats me, and burns with a lit flame from a candle, and puts a pillow over my head to not hear me scream." he cried holding his head in his hands before staring up with a smile

"Nah, not in this lifetime she'll do that to me, but she did hit me before in my leg on purpose. No lie about that." He laughed a nervously thinking about that point in time, when the event occurred. "But don't let that face fool you, she can be mean when she's pushed. As for Relic....well just show him who's boss. I mean it may seem a bit unorthodox but...everyone needs that one good 'spanking'" he quoted the air. "Mom called it kicking a**, but you know how normal people are. Appalled by the fact that, few whapped a kid on the bottom. And there's communication, maybe you should try doing some things your brother likes, to earn some respect....then again its advice coming from me. So I wouldn't really take it much."

"Oh come on, do you really think I would let a lil girl overpower me?" he smirked not before noticing that she was, playing 'ignoring the jerk' game. It was not it wasn't unknown, Rashiel knew he is a jerk 99.99% of the time. That last 1% was whatever compassion that was left. "Should of warned that I am a bonafied jerk, nothing to hide there. But since it is the first time we actually sat down and talked, and I hardly know you I do apologize for my actions.....for now." the last two words her murmured. "I wonder, if your brother is what you say he is...where is he now?"

"Rihanna stil has an hour or so to go. Private school." he said before slowly rising up from his seat, stretching out his leg muscles. Rashiel hates the stiff feeling in his legs from sitting for a long time, only that it can't be helped sometimes. "If I wasn't a jerk, I would end up being those over sensitive, cry at the sunrise, manicured nails on every wenesday, pedicure on friday, OMG! Does this suit make me look fat, type of guy.....I think I rather be the jackass that bleches loudly in public, scratch his butt, and smell like Old Spice type of guy." he smiled as he started to walk before checking the time himself. "And a gentlemen. I'll walk you to your car, if your still not mad at me. The last I need is another injury to my list, so please no hitting."