The mother must have noticed this as she bit her lip before opening her mouth to say something to her son in a hurry. In a hurry, the child could only nod his head in compliance until something was said that brought worry to his face. "Mom, wait where will I go to find you?" Although there was no fear in his tone, the child's fists were clenched a bit harder as he stared resolutely at his mother. The mother simply looked at her son for a moment before she whispered something and left. The child nodded and asked no more as he too began sprinting again.
