"For fucks sake, you want me to kiss your boo-boo and make it feel better?" She tilted her head at him and let Keith insert himself into the small talk and try to be charming. He really was a handsome guy, just- Astas sibling.

Rome looked at Keith like he was just an acquaintance, she hadn't had much interest in men ever. But she had noticed his framing features. Ethan gave her the most offended face he could muster. "We're in public!" He fought back a grin.

"Who cares? You offered to pick me up while we were literally on your dragon, flying." She looked at Keith coldly while he grinned at Rome sweetly. Her eyes flickered back and forth beyween the two, narrowing.

Ethan rolled his eyes. "Zeus is my wingman. Literally. But you know, picking you up is a nice gesture. Kissing my boo-boo? nuh-uh." He snickered, then followed Asta's gaze. He scooted a little close to Asta and mumbled. "Why is he looking at Rome like that."

Asta blinked at him. "Ill tell you, but you have to promise not to kill my brother." She whispered back, grinning. "Or tell him or Rome that I told you."

He narrowed his eyes, an expression washing over his face that should tell anyone he was looking at with that expression "one false move and you may just end up like a wet muffin underfoot." It was directed at Keith. "No I think I know." His eye twitched.

"Keith. Has a crushy-poo on your sister. I think. But hes sweet about it, I promise- obviously she isnt interested, right?" She paused and the thought went through her head. Right?... RIGHT?! Her eyes widened in panic and she stared at Ethan. "Right?"

Ethan stared iin silence, actively trying to figure that out. Rome wasn't interested. At least not yet, just being polite. "I hope you wouldn't mind if he was six feet under instead of six feet away." He wanted to murder Keith on the spot. Barely holding himself back from kicking his crippled leg.

"You better stop talking like that." She stopped him and made sure he faced her. She stared up at him firmly like she was about to scold him, holding onto his shoulder to make sure he stayed looking at her. "You may damn well be cute, but you aren't cute enough to hurt my brother. Don't forget that. Hes 18. Hes sweet. He wouldnt hurt your sister, and probably wont ever end up having a real conversation with her. Chill."

He glared at Asta, blocking off whatever she said with his arms crossed before she even got it out. "18 isn't sweet enough for my sister. Shes four years older than him. And don't forget what your also brother Alex almost did." He was clearly not going to chill. If he'd had fur it would've been bristling. Bullshit. If he touches her I will not hesitate to snap his fingers.