He shook his head, "No."
I tried to raise his head but he swatted my hand away, "You are."
He denied again, "Nope."
"You really are," I smirked, it's so seldom to see, maybe I can make fun of it...
"I'm not." He said again, clearly irritated now.
"Yes, you are..." I said in a sing-song tone.
He sighed helplessly, giving up before finally looking up and showing his red and puffy eyes and his slightly wet cheeks, "So? What if I am?"
"Oh, nothing, in particular, I was just curious as to why Eion the robot was crying," I asked him, "I just didn't know you have feelings. Sorry about that.”
He went silent and averted his gaze to the ground, his jaw clenched.
"You really didn't know the saying-," he started to say.
"-Mind your own business. Yeah, yeah, I know that since you always-" I
