[ Such as a word as family had little meaning to Ichiru at this point. He's already set on not accepting of this, regardless of who was trying to convince him. He was incredibly stubborn for someone who seemed to always be nonchalant about the world around him since Shizuka's passing.
Having a place to call his own was a challenge and it would always continue to be. He's pretty adamant on convincing himself that such acceptance was wasted on someone like him. There's a slight chuckle from his lips, listening to the boy speak about the tomato soup. Did his brother really--? ]
Honestly, that Zero. He never knows when to give up. [ There's a pause. ] For what purpose would it serve for me to play this pretend game of house?
[ Because it certainly feels that way. Of course, whatever Ren chose to call Zero, he doesn't seem to care much for it. He's still wrapping his head around all the different time lapses. ]