It was downright agonising to imagine what Tajo was going through with his devoid of patience combined with his boundless craving for freedom. But of course, Arwin was too stubborn to ask. Asking would make it obvious that he cared, and caring—or rather, showing that he cared—was something that he could never do if his life depended on it. Frankly, it was beneath him. In a dog eat dog world, there was no time for affection; endearment even less so.