"Anything, I'm good," Chase smiled thankfully, grateful to them, hugging Zeke tightly. "See? No worries Zeke. We'll be just fine. Sparky got him, and we look out for eachother. Promise nothings gonna happen to you kiddo. Or me. Or Liz. Or Sparky. Or even the ferocious puppy down there," Chase smiled, hoping he believed it. For now at least.
"So we're getting pizza kiddo, what are you having. Remember, no milkshakes."