Taking the stick from the dog, Bazzer threw it father down the way letting Tripper bound ahead of them, "Sure," he agreed, not really certain why he was agreeing other than he didn't want to be alone right now. Or at all. Adnan was a poor substitute for who he wanted though and it wasn't Adnan's fault. He was attractive, but he wasn't...wasn't what Bazzer wanted. He wasn't Kenneth and that was not Adnan's fault at all. Pushing his glasses back up his face some more, Bazzer shoved his hands in his pockets as they walked, staying quiet. "You okay with what happened then. Yesterday?" he asked finally. He had no idea what and who Adnan did or didn't do, he wasn't looking for specifics, just in general.