[ Bradley doesn't care about whatever's going on inside Nero's head. He just can't comprehend why Nero's always pushing him away, and it's only because he has too much pride and doesn't know how to react to things that sting that he harshly lets go of his arm, scoffing. ]

Fine, whatever. I'll play along your stupid game again. [ he resolves to walk next to him without reaching to lean on, or sniff, or tug on him this time. ] But those idiots ain't here right now, yeah? So stop being so damn scared all the time.