"Oi. Why did you stand up for me back there?" Pang Zi asked quietly.
"Well… you saved me. I couldn't just watch them say you did something wrong, could I? That would be insulting both you and myself," Tian Long replied with a light chuckle.
The two sat on a round hill, painted green with grass. The 12 year old children sat beneath the cool shadow of the tree, which trunk they leaned against.
"… You didn't have to do that, you know. My old man, he just gets riled up all the time."
"Yeah? I can see who you take from, then. You were like a demon when fighting those delinquents, although I couldn't see very well at the time."
"Heh," Pang Zi laughed and suddenly threw his arm around Tian Long's neck, pulling him into a headlock. "Who told you to compare me to that old bastard, huh?!"
"O-Ow! I'm sorry!"
Met with Tian Long's pleas for help, Pang Zi grinned and eased his grip a bit.
