as intimidating as akira could be, the most sal did in response to the question was flinch to the tone. a quick movement, gone the next second, and he looked to the other, meeting his glare. of course, akira would be mad, sal took off after being taken in because he hadn’t wanted to bother him. his own situation was bad enough, he didn’t want to drag the other in. besides, people that spent too much time around him tended to only be met with misfortune.
“ why do you care that i left?? i’m a bum with too much baggage for you to keep around. still don’t understand why you did anyway. ”
Some individuals could be so unforgiving && inconsiderate, really, was this guy under the influence of moon spells? As to what concerned our hero to keep this soul, it was his business really. Sympathy could even rest inside the most wicked fiend, to be shown when fate least expects it to surface. ❝ You're at it again. ❞ Clearly, annoyance flushed across his facial visage, feral eyes sealed to lessen the aggravation of this shitty brat's silhouette.
They had been acquaintances for perhaps the past few months, why decide to leave now without a word? ❝ Listen, I'm not going to babysit you, but you got to get over that shit ---- it’s getting old ❞ Harsh, but perhaps it was harshness that tethered this fool back down to earth for a split second. ❝ I told you, I don't care about how your face looks. Pick your bags and let's go. ❞