Snowforest Taiga risky play

He grins as his companion whips around, laughing at the snort. He hurries to catch up when the other starts walking, finding himself in a rare good mood despite Demon's flatness. Where are you going? He asks, gaze searching ahead as if he expects to find something of note. His tone holds only curiosity; he's already used to the other boy's wandering, and as long as he knows he'll come back, he can't take issue with it. After all, he enjoys his own freedom just as much, and he can only stand allowing himself the luxury of hypocrisy with so many things.