"I know that if it was someone from inside the wall would scream-- find me some kind of monster for living out here," His body shifted anxiously at the thought of scaring someone, that was the last thing he wanted to do. It was the fact that Byron hadn't shot him or showed the fear any other human would, that was why he kept coming back to the wall and enjoy his company. It was a little miracle he had found that specific hole and that specific man who wouldn't kill him, the specific human who was an outcast much like any mutant would be... A human who suffered how a mutant might suffer if they were dragged into the walls. Octavian was afraid of the humans inside the wall, his vision of them was filled with terrible and heartless men and women... Though the difference was he would never harm them as he knew deep down that some were good and pure, like Byron.<br/><br/>The sudden outburst of stutters and rambles caught the deer boy off guard. Being called cute was also a shock, he hadn't thought Byron was able to think he was cute as he was just some mutant boy. He didn't have time to respond as the man kept talking in short spurts of words that showed how frantic he was feeling. It hadn't offended him that Byron said they'd be afraid or kill him, it was the truth.<br/><br/>"It's okay..." Octavian spoke up softly when he finally shut his mouth for more than a few seconds. "I won't leave for a while longer, though we both will have to sleep sometime before the sun rises," He added the end a bit playfully, a smile working its way onto his pale face. Scooting closer their knees almost touched as he leaned over and snatched a cookie from the basket and took a bite. "It's okay to call people you find cute, I think you're pretty cute," A man calling another man cute was a little odd, though it often meant that the person was gay or at least bisexual... but he wouldn't say that. Octavian did, however, prefer men over women.<br/><br/>"Oh!" The watch popped into his mind as he suddenly fished into his pocket and pulled out the spotless old watch. "I had someone fix it, so it works just like new," A purr was in his throat as he opened it up excitedly. Inside its tiny little hands moved, there was also a dull tick, though Octavian wouldn't be able to hear it unless he pressed it against his drooping ears. "I can use it to come back on time," A wider smile began to break out onto his lips. Carefully he pressed the cool metal into the palm of the man's hand and let it slip out of his grasp.<br/><br/>"Isn't it great?"