Once more Victor found himself falling into a state of understanding when Mathias had said that he didnâ€™t want to reveal everything about himself to him. It was understandable but at the same time that damned curiosity wanted to lean in and get some juicy information. On the other hand he felt bad that he mentioned that they shouldnâ€™t let this mission deter them from get acquainted; the guy seemed nice enough anyway so it wouldnâ€™t hurt to at least get along. When it came to the little conditions of this trip he would respect them as he had no intentions of violating anything. Rules were rules. He was told to always follow the rules with utmost respect. It was something he never violated, fearing the wrath of his father among other things. Besides, it wasnâ€™t like he would get close enough to the other to hear anything deep anyway. Once the trip was over that was that.<br/><br/>â€œDinner was fucking wonderful,â€ he said with a smile, â€œIâ€™ve never had anyone go out of their way like that for me. I really appreciated it. Not even my own father goes out of his way for meâ€¦â€ Looking down for a moment, there was a bitter resentment in his eyes but it quickly faded when he looked back up at the other with that smile again. No matter how he tried his mind always went back to his father. Secretly, he really wanted nothing more than to hear a â€˜well done, sonâ€™ or an â€˜I love youâ€™ from him. Nothing. The man barely gave him a pat on the back most days, he was lucky if he got a smile and the only time he was praised was when he satisfied a very important client. He wondered if he would do a good job on this mission. After all that was the only thing that man cared about.<br/><br/>It was always about his father, never Victor.<br/><br/>A sigh escaped him, â€œI hate to make this sound like one of those movies or a corny book or something, but you probably donâ€™t want to know about me either in all honesty. Iâ€™m not an interesting person but some things are just meant to be kept locked away.â€ His voice was barely a murmur. The one deep secret he had was between him and his father, as mentioned before, and it was just better off dead and buried. Shaking his head, â€œSorry, I ruined the mood. Iâ€™m not good at opening up to peopleâ€¦â€ he looked down again and spoke quietly, â€œI really donâ€™t even get to spend a lot of time with people around my age unless itâ€™s at school or spending the night at a friendâ€™s house.â€ If he wasnâ€™t good at opening up to people it was probably safe to say that was a fair enough start at least.<br/><br/>â€œSo if I seem really rude or anything, I really do apologize. Most of the people I work with are rude as well so it does have a tendency to rub off a bitâ€¦ not to mention living with a prick like my father.â€ Shrugging lightly again, Victor could feel himself retreating back into his shell despite being a bit more open than he had been. He was both excited about this and a bit nervous at the same time for more reasons than one. It was nice to be able to speak with someone his age but the business side of him was conflicted again.