"Okey!"
Alistair: Ok...so if we see your masters coming, I want you to hide, ok?
He nodded his head
Alistair: Good.
He holds Milo´s hand, walking to his apartment. He looks behind his shoulder every so often, checking behind him.
He started mumbling
Alistair: Hm?
"I-I-I want my ball...I go bac.."
Alistair: No.
"But ball.."
Alistair: We´ll get you another one later...
