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"Keep the talk about being undead to a minimum while in public dude. Not all people are going to like the fact that your dead, and walking and talking, oh and have a mind and will of your own."
"My apologies, sir. One is bound to thee via a contract made by thy father. One cannot live with a mind and will of his own." Jeremy explained as he calmly walked next to his master.
There was soo many people around that day, more than usual because of the useless event which was taking place. People were bumping into Jeremy as he attempted to push through the crowd, preventing the same to happen to his master.
"'tis quite annoying to see these people all together. Makes one's instinct to kill try to take over..."

The two finally made it to the Memorial Park entrance, at this area was less people, which made life much easier for the two. Jeremy would have been lost if he wasn't with his master, he simply pays more attention to keeping an eye on the master instead of the environment.

"What is the temperature?" Jeremy asked, a bit confused as to why people were sweating when he felt soo cold. Well, of course he would, he has no sense of touch and therefore cannot feel any temperature except the coldness of his dead body."