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

He scowled at the answer but his brain suggested the tremors and the fact that they were both boys and he shrugged "Maybe not". There was a bit of silence and then there was a command from the captive. The sheer nerve of it almost had him attempting to jump down on top of the boy though he sucked in a breath and drew himself to a seated position "I don't take orders" he said coldly and stubbornly sat there, unblinkingly staring down at Orochi. There would come a time when they would fight, for now he would enjoy the power he held over the boy.