"Don't kick his ass, please. He's nice when he's not grumpy." James said.

"Shut up!" Noah snapped.

Francis smiled at James. "I am sure he is nice to you sometimes. But when someone is an ass more than they are nice than you call them an ass and don't let them get away with it. So if he tries it I'll have to defend myself..." He purposely ignored Noah.

"I won't beat you up if you just leave!" Noah said.

James rolled his eyes.

"Again, you don't own this place so you can't make me leave. You need to apologize for being an ass any way.." He rubbed at his cheek. "Why don't you calm yourself?"

"Why don't you move to another fucking country!" Noah retorted.

James got up. "I'm going home...." And he climbed through the window.

Francis grinned. "I am enjoying myself. Why don't you move. You're the angry kid who can't make friends."

"James!" But it was too late. Whatever. Probably best. He had this guy to deal with.

He sat down, determined to ignore the man again, even though that had proven inefficient before.

Francis leaned against the wall and relaxed. "You're a stubborn one.." he started to hum.

"And you're an ass."

So much for ignoring him.

Francis nodded, looking a little pleased with himself. "I am quite an ass. God gave up on me so I learned to not care about him or anyone else. I think you could be more humble too."