I don’t make ladies cry, idiot.

"Why are we back here?" Carter inquired, watching Ivan walk towards the edge of the rooftop they went earlier that day. 

"Leaving a gift." Without looking back, Ivan placed the handkerchief that was wrapped recklessly. "Always return the kind gesture to someone — we're polite people." When Ivan was certain the wind wouldn't blow the handkerchief, he raised his head back to Carter. 

"We're done here." He announced, the side of his lips stretched a little wider. "I'm just showing you how to return the politeness of people. You can't be rude all the time." He said, casting him a knowing look before walking past him. 

"Anyway, I'll see you around." Ivan bid his farewell, patting Carter's shoulder before resuming in his steps. 

"Where are you going?" As Ivan left, Carter turned around and asked.