Chase looked to the girl with a small, almost embarrassed smile and nodded slightly. “Yeah… but we all do. Small families, but we’re all like one big family… not related by blood, but you’d never know really.” He frowned slightly, knowing he wasn’t explaining it really well, because it was very hard to explain to someone, how they weren’t really related but that they… were? A big family not bound by blood, but by bond. They were all so close, it wasn’t impossible for an outsider to make it into the group, they did meet other people, some just hit it off better than other.

It was rare though, it took a lot to make it into that inner circle of family. And family meant a lot to them. Mason, as creepy as he had sounded, was right. Very few people bothered them, mostly because they kept to themselves but also because of how tight the group was. No one was ever really alone, a problem for one became a problem for the whole and they would defend their own to the death if need be. However he was not the best at explaining things like that, Mason was the more eloquent one among them.

Luckily his thoughts were interrupted by someone calling out Carys’ name. The boy turned his head sharply, honestly having forgotten that Carys had been here with someone before they had collided and he had kind of pulled her away. The other girl was certainly… something. The way she looked at him made him more than a little uncomfortable and when she accused him of potentially getting her friend in trouble the colour practically drained from his face. In reality she easily could have been referring to either himself or Mason, or both more likely. But it still felt like it was aimed at him.

Mason clearly thought his reaction was hilarious and began laughing loudly. “Don’t worry; I’m keeping a close eye on him. There will be no trouble. I must apologise for him stealing your friend though.” He assured her, flashing a charming smile that so often got them out of so much trouble. Charismatic bastard. Not that he ever complained about it of course. Mason was a natural born leader; there was no doubt about it. However he was never quick enough to come up with the words as easily as his friend did.