Interview with RegisI finally located Regis leaning against a wall in Hall Cafe. The boy had his arms folded; but walked to where I stood as I beckoned him over. Taking a seat I ordered coffee, while he sat the opposite of me staring at nothing in particular; he reminds me of a lifeless corpse, since his eyes were emotionless. When I ask if I might trouble him with a few questions he gave no objection, so I decided to start the interview. "Now Regis, how old are you?"Eyes focusing on me, he crosses his arms over his chest."I'm 16 years old." "You're quite young." I commentedHe cocked an eyebrow"Your point?" "Oh, never mind"He continued to stare at me with his pale pink eyes that gleamed in the dim light of the cafe. "Um...just to make sure, you are a boy right?"He glared angrily at me like a hawk"What makes you think that I'm not?" "Well...um...the colour of your eyes..."He continued to glare at me, so I decided not to press him further.