Chit - Chat.

Well, Ryker already had gave him his word,

'Honestly'.

But doubted it, if he did meant that.

He still has dangers to watch out for, as soon as he marches onto the streets.

Kyle was right then, he had to admit.

He should have been more morally independent and know well whatever he is consenting to, know what it was, he was walking into, and choose for himself, in or out.

(I really fucked up to have allowed someone, under the canopy of friendship get so close that he had me left with no option than being such an unfortunate docile, hanging on to his hook.)

Ryker, holding his phone one hand staring at the ceiling as he engaged himself in a monologue.

Though, as his mind crossed the thought of Kyle, he felt a wind of concern gushed over him.

He thought about the poor boy,

How lucky he was to have been pummeled so hard by him during the scuffle, that the last day of the Emperors hated to descend on him…

Ryker made up his mind, he would check on him probably tomorrow, when he would st