"I'm just sitting here with a ball, Sparky." He snorted, shaking his head. Why should he be respectful. This kid never showed him any.. not that he deserved it. As for the hate, he thought it was kinda sad, since it was all based on one little thing he did a year ago.
"It's none of your business why I want to know," he spat out as he bounced the ball again. "They're from the future. And I have a future. I want to know what that is." He sighed and rose to his feet. He started to move, but found there was an obstacle. "Fuck it, I'm so not in the mood for this. I think this is the part where I walk away. So move. Now!"