The tragedy of being an abandoned child was unfamiliar story to Romulus. In fact, his parents had raised him to be the man he became today, whether for good or for bad. They influenced his decision-making daily, keeping him on his toes and making sure the Coalition of the Condemned did not fall into the hellish nature it was once was. Romulus could only let the thought grace his mind as he walked along, merely noting Neonlove in the distance. His stoic expression faded, coming into a frown. They were occupied, but was the child happy?

As a family man, the lion had always tried to make others feel homely. Today was no different. As he approached, his former frown turned into a soft smile. A swinging tail indicated his warm, welcoming attitude. Nevertheless, he could already hear Brutei saying what he had in mind as he approached. Instead, he merely offered a dip of his head as he came to a halt.

Gentle eyes looked down at the other, only to look back at Brutei momentarily and then back to the child. "I think you might find yourself more entertained if you read a book or asked the other kiddos-" Yes, he said kiddos. "-to go out?" Maybe they were a recluse like him. Even so, he learned with time that mentally he needed to push forth to keep his social circle healthy, especially as a kingpin. Neonlove could learn from that.