Conner shook his head and rolled his eyes  as Branston said that he loved calling him “dad”. This was not news to him. He had lost count at how many times his friend had called him that. Most of the times he ignored it or simply call Branston “son” much like he had done just few moments before. Both of them enjoyed giving each other a hard time. It was just Conner turn to get razzed<br/><br/>“ No problem. Apparently my spidey senses are off” Conner said off handily and shrugged it off. It was something else the two friends joke about. He had this sense when something bad was going happen usually connect to Branston. It was rare that it was wrong. But it did happen, such was the case now. “ More like twelve that time in Alexandria doesn’t count  that Serein had her claws into both of us. “ He joked back .<br/><br/>“ Which is it, son ? Our witch or my woman? In an alley that is aggressive. ” Conner smirked at his friend taking another healthy bite of the apple he had been eating. Thinking of the times that they had shared a woman and the times that they had competed for a woman. Wondering which would be the case this time around. In an alley that is aggressive. I’m surprise you made out alive” he chuckled and teased.<br/><br/>“Oh really, what did she tell you this while she was attaching you” He chuckled more. The chuckled died off when Branston said that he thought Kid had set it up and that she was concerned about getting his amulet off. It was the only thing that protected him form magic and allowed him to be out in the day light. Conner didn’t like that the witch was angling to get his friend amulet. Maybe his sensing  something was off was right after all.<br/><br/>“ Guess we will need to keep our guard up around this little witch while we compete for her.” Knowing that his friend. Just because Branston didn’t trust the woman didn’t mean he didn’t want her. Conner wanted nearly as much as his friend even though he had spent a few a minutes with her. The dreams of her aided to this as well.<br/><br/>“ I don’t need some trinket to protect me” He said. Thought they both knew that deep down Conner wanted amulet for himself and regretted not getting one to protect him from magic. At the time the price of the amulet had been too high for Conner. Now he wonder if serving the witch for a life wasn’t too high now. A ringing of the phone broke his thoughts. Taking the cell out of his black jeans pocket.<br/><br/>“Hello?” He answered on cell on the third ring.