P.O.V - David.
I was talking when Conan cuts me off.
"Do not try to dodge the question hyung.
Where are you coming from?" He asks again.
Damn, why does he sound like a mom who just caught her son sneaking into the house after a late night out.
I heave a sigh.
"If you must know, I went to get clothes for you guys." I say as I show him the bag in my hand.
"I see, so what's the blood on your cloth then?" He asks pointing to a spot at the side of my garment.
Woah, didn't know that got on there.
"Well..." I say trying to come up with an excuse.
"Seeing that you brought clothes, it must mean you either went to your place or the village and I am guessing the village." He says.
"That is not your blood is it?
Did you encounter people there?
Bad guys?
You probably killed them, all didn't you?" He says as he walks towards me.
Why the fuck is this little kid so smart?
Suddenly, he drops to his knees and with his hands to the ground, face down, he says;
