Valken was so focused on the sound of the whistle, his ears were unable to pick up the sounds coming off of someone's shoes.
"Wah!" he cooed, taken by surprise he turned his torso to look who it was behind him in the doorway.
Even as the stranger threw in food, Valken did not move. He simply stood there, his body half turned and staring at the man pointing the gun..
The dark barreled thing that smells bad, hurts his ear drums, and 'makes people dead'. The stranger looked like a monster.. he had shiny metal things on his face, his hair was scary and Valken couldn't make heads or tails of his clothes.
"hmmm..!" He hummed loudly at the stranger as if to growl at him. Despite noble efforts, Valken strangely began to pace around in a circle as if trying to escape but clearly the doorway being the only exit. The whites of the child's eyes stood out starkly against the darkness of the room, indicating that he was gravely terrified.
As the moment mounted with more tension and awkwardness, Valken suddenly stopped and decided that he did not like this live person- 'I do not like you sam-Iam! I do not your fucking like green eggs and ham!'
He whined loudly in his discomfort and elevated stress, could it be because of the stranger or the gun? "HHMMMM-AAH!" Valken finally shouted again only this time he resorted to pressing his back against the wall and bearing his teeth at the stranger, not to smile but just as a cornered dog would do.
As the stranger still remained Valken opened his mouth as widely as he could, his molars and swollen tonsils were exposed to the air and he screamed. Valken screamed as shrilly as he could, has harshly as he could make until it turned his face red, his eyes bloodshot, strained his little lungs and turned his hands into tightened balls of fists that make his palms almost bleed.
Perhaps it wouldn't matter if the parasite hadn't reached this poor child as it seemed he was already far gone...