A small, unexpected rush of breath left Marco's lips. A chuckle? Maybe. Excitement? Possibly. There's was something deliciously satisfying about watching the kid squirm. The effort he put into it was admirable and once or twice he almost shook the dark haired man free or at least challenged his balance, it was a fantastic little show, like watching a bird with clipped wings trying to fly, but that's all it was. Marco wasn't about to let go.<br/><br/>The boy had made a mistake wandering into these streets, these roads where struggles and muggings were common place, he'd just made Marco's life that bit easier.<br/><br/>Gritting his teeth, he pivoted his weight, attempting to knock Ryuu's balance, preferably in the direction of the building wall nearby, "I told you," he growled more for the effort he'd exerted than any real emotion, angry or otherwise, "Hush!"