the bright side of the sun ;; joining

SO NOTORIOUS !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. STRIKER.

Caesar inhaled sharply as Crona didn't seem to comprehend what he meant. He knew Keona and Pincher had came over, and he forced himself not to snap at the child (mostly because the Captain was around). "No." He said in a stern voice, as if he was scolding Crona, even though they did nothing wrong. Well, to him, they did. But in reality? They did nothing, they were just being a child. Besides, Crona didn't seem to been alive very long, so it was only natural that they didn't know what 'third-person' was or anything. "Third-person is speaking of your name. Like you're doing now." Where they able understand that? Probably not, and Caesar wasn't prepared to be able to take that. "And no, aloha is not food. It means 'hello'." God, this was frustrating. But it was good to know that Crona could count; at least they realized that there were four people here. "You didn't answer my question." Caesar went on quickly, getting irritated now (as if he wasn't already).

#psychosocial.