"I don't, usually."

But anything that had happened today was far from normal by his standards. So what was some more madness in his life right now? He could always not answer if he became too uncomfortable.

He followed Napoleon quite meekly when the man walked away. Friend. What an odd concept, he didn't had many, if any, before. But he understood it well enough. He liked the American even if it was hard to admit.

"I believe you, Cowboy. It's just...why?"