Rather pleased with himself that he was able to make the boy laugh, Julius shrugged, grinning slightly and leading the boy out of the room and down the hall gently. Even if they didn\'t always get along, he still enjoyed Dee\'s company immensely, and the fact that he was able to pull that sort of reaction out of the boy was gratifying in a strange sort of way. Adjusting his hold on the boy, he shifted, settling his arm against the small of Dee\'s back to better steady him. "Of course you are," he said with a wry grin, shaking his head and brushing the hair away from his eyes with his other hand. Damn it, he really needed to get a hair cut too.
Heading down the hall, he blinked at the change in tone of the boy\'s voice, raising an eyebrow and looking back down at Dee. He wasn\'t entirely sure why the boy looked so worried at the possibility that Julius might hurt this Galen fellow (and hurt was probably too weak a word for what he wanted to do to the man). Mistaking his expression to be one of fear, Julius frowned, brow furrowing as he tightened his hold on the boy gently. Dee was probably worried that Galen would take it out on him, Julius thought to himself. Well, he just wouldn\'t let that happen.
"...I can\'t promise anything at the moment, Dee" Julius said slowly, frown deepening as the squire gripped onto his arm. "Why do you ask?"