"I. Don't. Socialize." He insisted, "Why would you want to adopt me? Everyone hates me, no one has ever chosen me. How do I know you're not some type of awful person that eats children for fun?" Love later on in story. Slow build up.
"He was different from the others he always knew that. He always chose magic over a sword. His words over a fist." WARNING slow updates.
An old friend has arrived in London, two to be exact. One for good and the other bad. Sherlolly in later chapters. SLOW UPDATES, be warned.