Othello smirked when little Kat emerged and shewed the children away, it didn't even fade with her synopsis of his "party" but instead gained a little giggle as he waved his hand through the air, "oh yeah? I didn't hear any complaints Kat, and the party wasn't for you, but yeah," he shrugged leaning against the Van Zant home, "it did suck, but I'm sure your brothers little lifting fingers enjoyed plucking a few trinkets and that puke smell has barely left...but alas...lesson learned I won't invite so many people who hate one another into the house."

"blah blah blah, you petty bitches keep your arguments and tiffs shoved tightly up your own asses yeah? I didn't know half this kingdom bloody hated each other," Othello rolled his eyes, "fling of the week? I ain't fuckin' Regan just like I ain't walking off any cliffs...I have both of those senses about me."

"I honestly don't care, fuckin' who and fightin' what is all the same to me! Now look Kat, I got no problems with you or your brother truthfully, you've said your peace, the party sucked but that's before I knew all of the hate and everyone didn't get along. I ain't going to try and fix shit for Regan but I ain't just turning on her and I don't want to be not your friend either, plus I've lived just fine with my head up my ass thank you," he shrugged, "so. Sorry."

"Okay! Damn, beating a dead fucking horse here Kat I get it," he did but he was done with the conversation as far as Regan went, "and as you say she's got enough men to puppy around with, I do it to survive I'm tethered to her it's my neck do you understand that? As long as I wear this collar I'll be attached to her hip until then..."

"Didn't know you cared so much Kat, but you have my word I won't get myself killed," Othello spit in his hand, he had saw the Van Zants do it several times when those hundreds of kids made deals, "I think I saw your brother do this a time or two..."

"So get back here so we can fuck some shit up ehy?" she said and Othello couldn't help but grin that wolf like grin everyone was accustomed too, he gave a very low sweeping bow, "As you wish my lady, as you wish mi'lady thine wish is my command...I shall return," he returned to a proper position brushing off his clothes, "will ya check in on Benji for me? He'll be here on and off for a few days with a nanny," for once it sounded very much so that Othello was attached to his kid, one of the biggest reasons really that Othello had changed...not that he'd tel anyone they'd just have to know.