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...
"Okey...do you know mah name! My names Milo!"
Alistair: Nice to meet you Milo...I´m Alistair...
He checks over his shoulder again
"...I call you Ali!"
There was a shadowy figure farrr behind them
