Her question surprised him; he gave a shrug to answer her question. “I don’t know and frankly I don’t care. It is useless to live in the past. The past defines who you are and if you don’t like who you are change it now. That’s goldfishs’ problems; they are stuck in the past depressed over what happened instead of realizing they can affect the future better but focusing forward, no backwards.” His words were bluntly honest as always but when it comes down to it, it was true.

Looking down he saw that she was crying and removed a hand from her hip to gently wipe away the tear, a tender smile across his face as his eyes soften. “Cry my little goldfish, you’re here with me. Cry all you need to.” He gently cupped her face and press his forehead against hers, a soft smile along his fine lips as he watched her closely with his amber-golden eyes. “I love you too Jo.” He said in a faint whisper as he pressed his lips softly against hers. 

Pulling back from the kiss he grinned down at her. “How much longer must we stay? I have some play I want to take you.” His voice hinted to a small adventure.