"Why do you care?" Ned answered softly. He needed to make sure that the kid must not bother him anymore. He pulled his folded arms off the kid's neck together with the dagger pointing near the ear hole and moved to step backward. Leaving the kid kneeling on the cold brown bricks. He then threw the dagger away, clanging against the wall of the alley, and dimming in the night.
"You can't," said the kid while rubbing his neck making sure that his reddened face was back to how it was; tanned complexion. "I saw you left the House of Wood. Followed you here. And then, you grab me by my neck." He whizzed in between his words and coughed an air.
"Why would you follow me?" Ned said, a bit confused. It was his first time in the city of Bogaressi. In fact, it was his first time stepping into another country. Why would someone follow him?
"Can I stand?" The kid said, looking behind his shoulders. Against the light atop the window of one of the structures, his eyes glittered with dismay.
