"…Oh hey, I recognize him now. :O" Went Jack. "I think the boy's from the whole other side of town: Been there once…saw the poor tyke being poorly taken care of by his 'mother.' Wouldn't be surprised if she just let him leave the house alone…"
Jack proceeded to walk over, and lift the boy up, making him giggle. But then, he took the boy into one arm, and his hand began to glow dark blue, possessing a strange aura. For a split second, he sensed a couple of blunt injuries that hurt the boy in the internal level. So, he began to strike several pressure points...
"I've struck a successive combination…It'll make him feel even more warm and fuzzy than when he found us."
The toddler yawned, and reached out to Staci, making a low sound that went 'Maaaa~'
"Kitty, you wanna take him?…"