Chapter 65: Overwhelmed

There was no shortage of things to see as they made their way back to the subway station. It was almost midnight, so the crowds had cleared drastically. Drastically enough that Tony reached out and grabbed his hand gently. That was a surprise. He wasn't sure if he minded it or not. Why was Tony like this tonight? It was like he had morphed into a different Tony. He was very, very sweet and Dillon liked that, but in small doses. Just then, he looked over as Tony spoke up.

"So, what drew yer eye to that chain? It's real sharp, man," he asked casually.

"Oh yea! Well, I saw it and it was like it literally called to me. The sword- jeez this sounds so gross and mushy- but the sword represents 'you'. Yer the demon slayer after all. You protect 'me', represented by the chain, and I support you like the chain supports the pendant. We take care of each other, see?" Dillon gently pulled the pendant out from under his shirt and admired it.

"The three colours of gold on both the chain and p