"I can run fast. Also, I can take a beating, if I have to." He hadn't exactly been sheltered and safe all his life, although he could understand why Paco assumed differently. "I don't want to get you into trouble, you are right. I was selfish to ask."
"You can take a beating. Great. Good plan, I'm sure your hired help will love you coming home like that." Rolling his eyes, Paco grabbed his beanie from the side and pulled it on, just to keep his ears warm and then gestured to the window. "Come on, rich boy, I'm walking you home."
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