"--and Caesar kept hitting me today, it was awful. I don't deserve to be treated like that, you know?"

Joseph huffs and folds his arms over his chest, gazing at you while you walk the streets of Italy. A smile tugs on his lips and he nearly skips as he walks; he just loves looking at you so much.

"How was your day? Am I talking too much for you? I'm sorry, training has just been really boring lately."

His lips snap together and he nearly hums as he waits for your answer.