Noah nodded, his lips curving downward slightly into a hint of a frown. He could accept the 'he's a bully' response, if but for one thing.
"You said he killed people," he reminded his father.
Truthfully, he wasn't sure if his dad really meant that when he typed it or not. Part of him didn't want to know for sure. Because that would mean his dad might've hurt people and that just wasn't something Noah could ever see happening. Not ever.
Twisting around a bit, so his back was resting against Gabriel's side, his fingers lightly brushed across his father's hand. "How come he's creepy and you're not?"