Naoto turned to Fionn with a quizzical expression. [b]"You don't tell a lot of jokes, do you? Besides, I thought it was obvious that I don't want to be the boss..."[/b] The pink haired teen said slumping his shoulders. Everything Fionn said only helped to reinforce Naoto's opinion of himself being boss. He didn't have the qualities Fionn just described...at least he didn't notice that he did. [b][i]When Sonya threw Daisuke through the wall...somehow I knew he'd be okay. I wasn't worried. But is that the same thing? And I don't know why, maybe it's just because we're both from here, but I trust Jakki a lot. Agh, come on Naoto! You're not cut out to be a leader...if I was [u]he'd[/u] still be here...[/i][/b] As Naoto drifted into his thoughts his mother stepped next to Fionn. "Don't be so hard on Nao-kun." She whispered with a smile. "He's been running away from his potential so I need all of you to help him turn and face it. Please, take care of my son~" She smiled warmly and stepped away to examine the wall. "My, Liberta's going to have to fix that. Sonya can get carried away sometimes."

[b]"Hey, mind if I ask you something?"[/b] Naoto spoke shortly after his mother moved away and he had jolted out of his thoughts. [b]"Why did you show up? I mean, joining the mafia might be an appealing idea but...I can't imagine any of you jumping at the chance just because it might be exciting. Cyril wouldn't answer so what's your reason?"[/b] Naoto didn't know what he was hoping to here. He hadn't been sure of anything that's happened except his feelings about fighting Vector. Right now he just wanted some kind of answers.