"Don't tempt me," Josiah muttered. He nearly laughed at the idea of his parents dying, but instantly guilt settled in. No matter how much he hated his parents, he loved them for being his parents. "Yeah, I think I saw that church on the way in. I'll probably go, I mean, not like I'd ever not go to church. Never....going to say who I am though..." He shook his head. Josiah didn't hate himself for being gay. That he could accept, but he could not be so publicly. The thought of being hated filled his every nightmare.

Smiling, he lightly touched Atlas' hair for a second before dropping his hand. "Maybe I can invite them to the wrong address. An 'honest' mistake." He huffed once in laughter. "You know I could never sick those guys on you. I like you too much for that."