Despite tormenting him over the network- a stab-worthy offense in Bel's mind- Kida's passing him had no reaction from the prince, the only saving grace to the network being that there was no face to connect to the name.

Still, a passing by person was points just waiting to be spilled into the fountain and collecting. Quietly, he rose up from the bench and began to trail Kida. The whole tackling thing didn't work out as he expected last time- his sopping wet clothes told that much, at least. He was wet, and he was pissy.