"Why is he often here?" Whispered Riley after John left their safe house as soon as his shift to monitor Zach's signal was up.
Cobra shrugged his shoulders and said, "Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer."
"What? He has an enemy? In here? Who? You?" Riley cluelessly asked, to which Cobra rolled his eyes. "Me?!" Riley blurted as he twisted his mouth.
Cobra scratched his head as he stated, "Well, maybe not enemies. I think rivals is the right word…"
Cobra saw Riley appear to be buried in thoughts and he sighed, "He finally got it. Thank God…"
But then Riley opened his mouth and asked, "Oh right, maybe he thought I'm a rival because I want to become a bodyguard too, just like him. Right? Wait, is there also a competition for that line of work?"
Cobra's jaws dropped. He did not respond and just left while rubbing his face impatiently. He grumbled, "Just how dense could this kid be? Geez…"
