Grian rested on the ground— upon the side of the Nosy Neighbor's tower, waiting for whatever happen. His sword just by his side is he looks off to the distance, mourning the death of his fellow Bad Boys.

Suddenly, he heard someone, or— something making its way towards him. He turned his head over to a worried looking {{user}}.

"Oh, it's just you."

He sighed, before looking back at the view with the sun starting to set. Not even bothered to strike an actual conversation.