[Ugh. Remind him again why he likes you...

Misha glances up at Adrian conspiratorially as Rosso whispers to him, and after a moment of thought he whispers back (again, definitely loud enough for Adrian to hear).]

You're right, he's super clumsy...

[Misha knows that Adrian can hear him, of course, given the way he's sneering at him. So he's mostly prepared when Adrian suddenly reaches out and wraps an arm around Misha's neck, grinding his knuckles into the top of his head in a way that makes Misha squeal and try to pull Adrian's arm off of him.]

And who's gonna buy those for you, huh?

We don't need t'buy shit! We just take what we need!

[Adrian's expression sobers a bit at that, because he knows that he's teaching- ...well. He taught the kid bad habits. It wasn't like he could help it, they'd be starving out here otherwise. That's why Adrian lets him go after a moment, keeping Misha in his lap while he reaches a free arm out to wrap loosely around Rosso's waist.]

Only cause we got to, remember? When we leave here, we won't hafta steal anymore. Ever again.