[ Okay, he's good now, don't worry about his glistening eyes. Crouching down, he puts both his hands on Jon's shoulders firmly. ]
...You're a really good guy. Thanks.
[ It doesn't matter whether Jon will really help him or not ー just him thinking this way is more than enough for Mondo. God. This boy must be some kinda angel. That shot a bullet right through Mondo's heart. ]
You don't hafta do that. [ He chuckles as he pats the boy's head... uh, cap again. ] Let's do something you like. We can do the carpenting stuff 'nother time. [ Gotta practice on his own first, he can't keep showing Jon his uncool sides! After all, he needs to be a dependable big bro, just like how his big bro was. ] What d'ya usually enjoy doing?
oops i lied 4/4
[ Okay, he's good now, don't worry about his glistening eyes. Crouching down, he puts both his hands on Jon's shoulders firmly. ]
...You're a really good guy. Thanks.
[ It doesn't matter whether Jon will really help him or not ー just him thinking this way is more than enough for Mondo. God. This boy must be some kinda angel. That shot a bullet right through Mondo's heart. ]
You don't hafta do that. [ He chuckles as he pats the boy's head... uh, cap again. ] Let's do something you like. We can do the carpenting stuff 'nother time. [ Gotta practice on his own first, he can't keep showing Jon his uncool sides! After all, he needs to be a dependable big bro, just like how his big bro was. ] What d'ya usually enjoy doing?