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Mason found himself taken aback as the yellow colored male went on to explain himself. Mason had been waiting for Daisuke to finally give some explanation as to why he was here, but he had not been expecting something quite so simple. He explained that he was simply a wanderer, and stated that he was wandering, as if this situation was as simple as that. Mason did not know if he believed it – at least, he did not want to believe that.
The Tirones Minor approached situations such as these with such gravity. This situation might not seem like anything to Daisuke, but it simply was everything to Mason. Inferni was what he held close to his chest; he felt that he was nothing without being defined as part of this coyote clan. He did not really know how to react now. He wished that this infuriatingly passive yellow male would just get the hint, get on his level, and realize how much this meant to him.
He was also very conscious of Hybrid watching the situation. The coyote male was a warrior of Inferni; what must he be thinking now? Mason wanted to impress Hybrid very much, but he was not experiencing stage fright. He just didn’t know what to do, and he was fairly certain that Hybrid wouldn’t just toss him clues. However, right now Daisuke hadn’t offered him violence, not really.
”Why are you carrying a stick?” the boy asked, diverting his attention back to the staff that Daisuke had slammed on the ground moments before. The blunt thing could have been a weapon, if Daisuke wanted to use it that way. It was the last thing he could see that might be threatening in this situation. ”Can you go wander…somewhere else? Here isn’t a good place.” Mason asked again.
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