Mars was slightly amused at the kid's clenched fist, for some reason the kid seemed to think that he was a musclehead. The boy seemed like he could be dangerous if he got cornered, Mars tried to give him a friendly smile to calm him down "Sure the more the merrier, couldn't hurt to have someone to talk nice for me. For some reason everybody thinks i'm looking for a fight, not that i mind one you understand but it can be rather inconvient." and he started to walk off looking for something or someone. "Oh, by the way what's your name? I suppose it's rude to just keep calling you kid all the time, my name is Mars."