Haunted Wood I dont give a f*ck what anyone thinks of me

The words only made him more content, as they seemed to lack even the common understanding of borders and rules that Valour knew from a young age, from that one run in with Cry. "So you trespassed to eat?" the words rolled calmly off of his tongue as he regarded Orochi with intentionally lacking interest, beginning to claw at a root stuck in the dirt just to show that he was starting to get bored. "That's kinda dumb, isn't it?" he asked directing his gaze toward Orochi again, expression blatantly judgemental.