Hearing the sudden rush of pitter patter coming from behind; the rustling of the few leaves that had begun to fall being moved by the feet of his partner in crime, Kayne could tell Ash was interested in said race, because let's be real here, who would wanna do Kayne's laundry? It's not that it stunk or was grotesquely dirty, it could just be a lot sometimes. With that being said though, it obviously was nowhere near the relative size of his wardrobe back home. The only actual clothes packed for here was about 2 weeks worth of fall and winter clothes, and then his school uniforms. However, that was probably more than most of the student's had brought. Kayne cared way too much about his style, to just not show some of it off.

Not even realizing it, the boy had almost become distracted by his own thoughts to the point where he had almost lost the lead. Almost. Snapping back to reality though, as he heard Ash ask where they should actually finish, he just shouted back "Up the treehouse!" Weeeeeee!

And he begun to speed up even more now.