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Inadi merely laughed off his poky suggestions at what the conjoined 'M's meant which lead Lesley's malicious grin to curved down at the sides. It was so hard to turn this man on. The boy currently seemed to be utterly absorbed on that good-for-nothing book that Lesley had just recently retrieved for him. Flicking his tongue in boredom while swinging his crossed legs, he observed the framed male survey through each and every page and he raised an eyebrow every single time Inadi would turn to look up at him with what seemed like a slightly confused expression.

[b]Inadi:[/b] “Just out of curiosity, isn't that painful at all? I mean, as a guy I can't imagine sitting that way is comfortable on the....ugh.....'boys' I guess you could say.”

He stopped swinging his legs momentarily as he looked down towards his crotch region. Licking his lips, he glanced back up at Inadi who was now sitting comfortably in an ancient executive chair. "Nope. Don't feel a thing, but I do appreciate that you're [s]taking cautionary action in protecting my baby-makers[/s] worrying about me." Lesley sincerely liked that Inadi wasn't just concerned about the pale stick woman in the other room and was also looking after him as well.

Since he knew that his partner would be scanning through the pages for a couple minutes, he decided to lean over and peek to at least see what the heck all these books and papers were about. Unsure of what might be running through Inadi's head as he flipped from one page to the next, it was quite clear that the owner of this home was some crazy lunatic obsessed with collecting information that pertained to Nowhere's significant happenings.

[b]Inadi:[/b] “This seems like a journal of some kind, maybe even a scrap book to be honest. Nothing in here really tells us anything about who had this study or what was going on nearby. Everything here relates to Nowh......wait-"

A particular newspaper cutout appeared to have caught his attention off guard. Lesley observed Inadi's eyebrows slowly begin to scrunch together in frustration as his pupils also zipped back and forth to read the passage displayed. It seemed like whatever may have been revealed through the text was quite disturbing given the obvious multiple rereadings that Inadi had done and the flustered facial emotion implanted across his features. Just as he was about to reach out and grab the article out of curiosity at the boy's sudden change in persona, Inadi suddenly bolted straight up and shoved the excerpt into Lesley's hands. This gave Lesley quite a startle and he stared at Inadi who was now pacing around the room like some kid with ADD who couldn't sit still for more than a few seconds.

Briefly going over the contents of the news piece, Lesley now came to understand why Inadi had been so unsettled.

[b]Inadi:[/b] “There can't be any truth to that story Lesley. I mean for goodness sake I lived with the bear for two weeks and saw nothing that said he was providing some kind of rebel assistance during all that time. What the hell could this be talking about?”

Steps hastening and voice audibly growing louder in volume, it was safe to say that Inadi genuinely thought well of his friend and was feeling defensive because of the way Mr.Cuddle's had been "falsely" portrayed in this message. Sliding off the table, he caught Inadi by the wrists just as the disturbed male turned around in another round of his useless pacing. Leading the still blabbering kid back to his previous seat, Lesley pushed him down on the shoulders to get him to sit and calm himself.

[b]Inadi:[/b] “A-a-a-and what about those so-called 'cloaked figures'? I've never seen a person in a cloak in Nowhere at all. Are they common there or was this a one time thing that the press blew out of proportion. Surely you've got some kind of idea of what this thing is talking about Lesley? So do you?”

Seating the mentally lost child was a waste of time at this point because sooner than Lesley had just put him down, Inadi was already back up on two feet. Observing as the poor kid continued to sink further into his own befuddlement, it ultimately ended him in a state of break down as he helplessly plopped down to the ground with a far away look in his eyes. Lesley just stood there watching him with a hand planted patiently at his hip as he let Inadi chill out for a couple more seconds in silence before finally approaching him. Bending down to the boy's level, he looked the devastated being in the face with a cheeky grin and wide eyes.

"You're such a worry wart. Don't ever listen to what the news says. Even back on Earth, its only purpose has always been to cause peoples suspicions to rise. Besides, I know those so called 'cloaked figures'. Heck, they're just about the silliest people you could ever come across. Seriously, this article is just feeding you a whole bunch of spaghetti!" he spouted confidently. Luke, Gary, Sacha, and ??? should be the least of any Nowherians troubles. Reaching out towards Inadi who was still in a daze, Lesley landed a gentle hand on the boy's head. Ruffling his hair a bit in an attempt of reassurance, "No need to freak out. Mr.Cuddle's was just donating his delicious desserts to the poor(in reference to the penniless cloaked hooligans)." He took Inadi's hands within his own and helped the kid back up. "

[b]Avian[/b]: “Two M’s… Midnight Man? Ha. Too close for comfort. Thank you!”

"Ah! So that's what these weird M's mean," he exclaimed at Avian's proclamation while studying the various Midnight Man signatures scrawled all over the sheets of paper. "Hmm.. Midnight Man, Midnight Man. Sounds flippin' creepy," Lesley mumbled as he nibbled on his upper lip.