Of course it is, I'm glad you recognize that. I guess you aren't as hopeless as I thought after all.
He offers Jonathan a scowl, squinting his eyes at him.
〝 I didn't admit to anything. Shut up and keep moving. I'd rather not be out with you all day. 〞
He picks up his pace, mostly to get away from the other.
Dio rushes behind him, trying to keep up with Jonathan.
〝 Slow down. It's not as if a murderer is chasing you, Oaf. 〞
He hisses, pushing himself passed the other, smirking. 'Not anymore, at least'.
He grumbles, arms crossed over his chest as he eyes to boy to see if he's lying.
Sadly, he didn't seem to be, so he gave a small nod.
〝 Fine then, lead the way. 〞
He's quickly grabbing Jonathan's wrist, glaring.
〝 No matter what, you never have permission to lay your grimy hands on me.
.. are you sure Father said that? 〞
approaching @deciimation and tapping his shoulder. speaking before he turns.
〝...father suggested we go to the fair together. something about 'bonding'. 〞
nothing more said after. only silence.





