Tony turned his head to look at her, then sighed a bit, "Not so much as bold, more like... helping you get away from them.." he sat up, letting his back rest against the tree again. "If I told you the reason why I was there, I'm sure you'd hate me, so.... I won't say anything." he told her. It was true, he didn't want to tell Roslyn he was apart of the Glaciers gang. If he did, she'd probably try to kill him or something.  Taking a deep breath, then exhaling, he unbuttoned his jacket, taking it off to reveal the tattoo of the Glaciers there on his upper right arm.  He had the look on his face as if he were a child that had just gotten in trouble. Then, he slipped his jacket back on, buttoning it up and sitting there for a while in silence. Then he finally spoke, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you... Those guys, were Mikey and Xavier, they are also apart of the Glacier gang... Mikey... he's one of my friends... The guy who I hit in the side of the head with the guitar case..."<br/><br/>He felt bad about himself, having to hurt his friend to save a girl he barely knew. And now he was confessing who he was. "But I'm not gang material... I could never be, actually. There was a situation that came up with them, and I was beaten by them, forced to join their gang as a servant, a slave..." Tony remained quiet again, not wanting to look  Roslyn in the eyes for he was afraid she would hit or yell at him. "It takes a lot of guts to hit your own gang members, but I swear, I'm not like them..."