Hearing Wayne’s voice Syx looked up, he’d been using his new found ability to wander around without the hollow watch to hide his blue skin, still marveling at it. He was wearing his studded biker leathers and had been leaning against his bike.
He really hadn’t been expecting to run into Wayne though, or for the man to openly approach him. He tipped his head and quickly took in the differences, this Wayne was younger with a splash of lovely freckles over his cheeks. So not his and not Harrison’s… yet another Wayne then.
“Oh… uh, thank you?”
Syx just blinked at him, “I don’t buy ice cream,” especially not for pigs, but he bit his tongue on that part.
He felt far too unstable right now. This wasn’t his Wayne and it was throwing him off horribly. He struggled to find some kind of balance, but was failing horribly.
“Of course you don’t. Anyway, we’ll leave now.” He didn’t have time for snotty little criminals that he couldn’t do anything about right now and turned, guiding Shelly away.
“C’mon, we’ll go get gelato.”
Syx watched them go, cursing in his head that he’d failed miserably at this. Hoping that it didn’t affect anything later, but betting that it would come back to bit him in the ass later, he hopped on his bike and took off.
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