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The anger seemed to melt away from Neko's face as he turned back to look at Riyo. He seemed to take in her words for a moment like he was a little caught off guard by what she was saying. "Come on...let's go back to the house." Neko said softly trying to guide Riyo back in that direction. "There's no telling what your Dad will do while unattended."

He didn't say anything more though. While her offer was nice there were just a lot of secrets that were secrets for a good reason. And some of his secrets were even secrets to him so there wasn't much to share.

Stuffing his hands in his pockets Neko made his way back through the woods toward his house. They had actually made it a decent ways before they had lost the guy. Spotting Jess sitting outside, Neko didn't seem all that pleased as he made his way back up the stairs to head inside. "No, thanks for the help by the way." He said shortly before he made his way inside.

He didn't really want to point fingers and lay blame, it wasn't like something like that could be helped, but damn it the whole situation was frustrating. Glancing back as Jess started to mother hen Riyo, Neko immediately headed inside and for the liquor cabinet. He was going to need it now.

"I don't suppose you have any idea who that might have been?" He called back out the door. Neko was looking for something more specific than the media but he had a feeling he wasn't going to get it.

Pulling the vodka from the liquor cabinet Neko poured himself a glass throwing it back quickly before he poured himself another. Too many to recognize? That sounded more like gloating than an actual statement. When the vocalist seemed to realize he had alcohol, Neko looked back at him for a moment with something not far from a cold stare before he turned back to his glass and took a drink. "It just so happens it is." But there was no follow up to pour Jess a glass. Instead Neko turned to Riyo as she took a seat at the table.

"I would rather not speculate on the fascinating story they will no doubt cook up for why you are here, so let's focus on something else. Tell us more about this report you are working on, Riyo." It seemed Neko liked using an escape goat in times when he was stressed.

Neko had to suppress a growl and the urge to throw his glass right at the singer's head. "Yeah, publicity is great when you want to be in the spotlight. I unfortunately don't." Neko grumbled taking another drink of vodka before setting the glass down and focusing on Riyo as she explained her report. So she was supposed to compare the two of them? This would be interesting and possibly awkward....and why did he have a feeling he was going to be dragged into the middle of it? That look she had...it was like she was waiting for him to begin. "What's that look for?"

Neko did note the reaction Riyo got when she mentioned Jess' father. It seemed the singer had quite a bit of resentment harbored for his senior...interesting. It would explain the 'look at me' attitude if his father was somewhat neglectful.

"Nothing, huh?" Neko asked shortly before he took another drink. He was skeptical that look was simply nothing though he would probably find out soon enough anyway. And Neko had to wonder, while he knew Riyo was curious about what little family she had, wasn't this report supposed to be about her father and not her grandfather? Though, he had to admit was it nice seeing Jess a little out of sorts about the conversation.

When Jess started to describe how violent and destructive his father could be, Neko's face looked suddenly despondent and when Riyo looked in his direction he couldn't help but look away. If someone wanted to be destructive then black magic could be very powerful, for some unimaginably so, but that wasn't what Neko wanted to teach Riyo. That hind of magic was very consuming, he was proof of that though he dared not share it. "Power comes at a price, Riyo. No matter who you are." And that was all he really had to offer at the moment.

"I could be," Neko said in an almost short tone. "I know enough to realize if you don't create a balance dark magic will create it for you. It's like making a contract with the devil, the longer you use it the deeper in it you get and the more it consumes you."

Almost immediately Neko took another drink from his glass, throwing back the contents until they were gone. This was a subject he wasn't particularly fond of, it had him on edge since it was something he usually avoided talking about. Though normally where he would keep his mouth shut, the alcohol running through his system seemed to turn that thought process off.

Neko's eyes narrowed as well, that familiar hint of storm clouds swirling in his eyes from the irritation. "I'm well aware," Neko almost spat. "I know full well that some from the instant they are born are condemned. It's not so much the power they have but what that power derives from. But despite that it can be so much worse. There comes a point when you can lose yourself to it. I never wanted anyone else to be a lost cause...." Though as soon as he said that Neko shut up. Even borderline drunk that was something he never thought he would verbally admit about himself, even if it was indirectly....and something he fully believed. He had already crossed the line of turning back.

With a slight grumble of distaste for the subject Neko turned around and grabbed the bottle of vodka from the counter and started to fill his glass back up again. Shortly after he brought the glass to his lips again but hesitated in taking a drink.