"Hey. I'm sorry for grabbing you, bud. But I can't have you touching things in here. It's dangerous. I'm not being mean. I'm trying to take care of you." He told the boy more softly, hoping dearly that he'd calm down and stop shouting. What was more, Blake hoped that the boy wouldn't break anything else in the room. They had enough to deal with when there weren't children running about breaking things.

Blake looked over at Hunter when he returned, and heaved a sigh. At least the baby wasn't freaking out like the older ones were.

"I don't know who he is but I bet he got out with the baby. There was another one in the Hall of Prophecy. I tried to take the boy with me but they got a bit defensive. Clearly they'd rather have the boy running around smashing things than get him in his proper place." Blake answered. "I think that the problem was contained to this floor though." He added, then crouched down next to the boy he'd found in the room. "Hey, I'm Blake. What's your name?" He asked the boy.