The man surveyed the surroundings first, his gaze gleaming in caution, but his face and posture remained that of a typical drunkard. Seeing no one else in his vision all around. He allowed himself to relax slightly. Then he moved his attention to the little boy crying.
The boy also noticed him and moved backwards in fear. The man said with some hesitation. "Hey, kid? How did you get here? Who did you come here with?"
The kid stood up and stepped back even more, showing a wary expression to the stranger. The man stopped trying to get close to him, sat down on the ground, and threw away the cigarette.
The man thought to himself that even though he had taken part in kidnapping the little girl, and that they would hand her over to the authorities of the rival companies of her parents. He had an idea about how things typically unfold in these scenarios.
