He falls into step beside him, shivering a little once outside in the crisper air. He hates winter. "I am that bored. I have selected you to be my entertainment for the day. You should feel honored." Honestly with York gone, he has been feeling a little more lonely then he cares to admit. And staying inside his apartment alone all day doesn't appeal to him.

"Am I not allowed to enjoy the company of an old man?"