Joseph listened to this man and smiled. He seemed fond of the idea of pretending. Most humans hated it but this one liked it. It helped Joseph knowing there were individuals like him in the world. But his thoughts were soon intereupted because he was being shoved into a pocket. He looked around at the pocket. He had been stuffed in so many pockets it was hard to count. Why did people love stuffing him in pockets? He wondered this sometimes. He stayed silent, he didn't want to seem demanding. After all, this man just saved him from a mob of kids. So he stayed there.
Joseph was a little curious as to why Nosferious Kainetu wanted his spear. He watched and caught a few of the words he was saying. He watched as he tested it. "Stop! Don't break it!" He blurted out rather rudely but he didn't notice as he fiddled around with it. Joseph said this a few times. He didn't want to see it wrecked. It ment a while lot to him. This thing may seem like nothing to anybody else but to Joseph, this thing was huge to him.
Joseph was very curious being, like most pycon. So it was just his nature to wonder what was going on, what was he doing, and why was he in the pocket. He just waited there. Hopefully Nosferious Kainetu would tell him. All most every pycon was curious. His eyes usually complemented this. Joseph twiddled his tiny thumbs waiting to see what was going happen.
Joseph was also very curious as Nosferious Kainetu began to work. He was constructing something, he wanted to know what. One of the first things he noticed, it was pycon sized. He knew he wanted him to do something with it. He looked at it from different angles hoping to get an idea of what he was making. His eyes huge, looking at almost every detail. His mind was filled with questions, like usual.
Joseph looked at him as he asked him to hit the circle. He wanted to impress him, he wanted to look like he knew what he was doing. He took a few tiny steps back, held his spear so the blunt end was facing the target and took a deep breath. He charged at the target and struck it with the blunt end of his spear as best as he could.