Maveirck was always cautious, especially if someone asked him to be. Years of survival and tip-toeing around his impulsive father taught him how to be careful. He didn’t know any other way to be. Glancing over at Josh, he gave him a small nod as a form of a silent a promise.

“I’ll be careful.”

Josh looked at the man that was the only other one he trusted with his Baby, his motorbike. Every time he was to leave the store he had that weird need to tell the other to be careful.. but it never really seemed enough. So he stops this time, looks at the man while he tries to figure out what he actually wanted to say.