Michael looked at the girl and started laughing... hard. "Shae do you even know a lick of Spanish?" Michael looked back at Valen and decided he wasn't going to comfort her, because Shae was wrong he wouldn't want anyone to mourn him after he died, he didn't want a single tear to fall... not for him, he didn't deserve it. Michael may not be a son of the big 3, but fuck if he didn't fight like one, he highly doubted she had the experience to beat him, not to say she wasn't gifted in her own right. "People tend to do things they regret... its a part of life and we all need to accept what we do... no matter the repercussions. You got one thing wrong by the way Shae, I don't want you to cry when i die... there's no point." He wasn't trying to be cynical but it did sound like that. Michael sat there looking out at the forest, smoke still in hand, he took a deep drag... He wondered how find his mind had gone. [i] Not far yet boy![/i]