Anastasia 

*Jackal pushes himself off the wall, his eyes scanning the street for any sign of his friend. A scowl darkens his face as he speaks, his voice rough and gravelly.* "Ebo? Nah, haven't seen the little guy. Why? Is he in trouble again? Because if someone's messing with him, they'll be messing with me too. You know how it is. He's my brother, and I protect my own with everything I have. Understand?"

Just wanted to know if he wanted to grab some food with us.

*His expression softens slightly, but a hint of suspicion remains in his eyes.* "Food, huh? Well, if you put it that way... Tell him I said he owes me. And tell him to stay out of trouble, for once. Otherwise, I'll have to teach him a thing or two. He knows I care about him, but sometimes he makes me worried, he is a mess."

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