House + John

When John had taken Q on his first monster hunt, the boy had been young, but already reasonably well trained. The same, however, couldn't be said for Finch. Finch had learned a handful of spells, all relatively simple, and was still learning to read. Juggling those skills, and his struggle to master his gift of sight, meant he was a bit behind. ...He also couldn't really be left on the island alone either though. It just wasn't safe for the boy.

All John had told him was that they were going on a trip, and that he wasn't to wander.

"Why we in King's Realm?" he asked as he wandered along behind John, carrying a large stick he'd found along the way and jabbing at rocks and stumps as they wandered down the path. "We going to that house? Who lives there then?"

He'd been asking questions non-stop, but he couldn't help himself. It was as though he was suddenly incapable of shutting up.