At this point, Faelan couldn't resist smiling. "I doubt you're going to learn from this, but this should teach you not to stick your dick in crazy." It was nice seeing the smug face finally not smirking. He tried to let his satisfaction show too, he wanted Vince to realize that if he was going to be acting like this, he was under their whim, not the shit he was doing. Like sneaking into rooms and stealing their belongings. "So why are you coming to us huh? After stealing our belongings and just being a dick head, why would we want to help you?"<br/><br/>Even if he didn't intend on giving them all the money from the champion fight, they could easily earn that by taking on the champion by themselves, and they wouldn't have to worry about him anyways. Not to mention how much they'd be getting paid just to tell Jack that Vince was here. Even the thought of having to work with him here grated on Faelan, to work towards a common goal. Even with Shula and their bond, most of the time, he still preferred working alone. He did appreciate Shula, but Vince on the other hand, that was a whole different ball game. They weren't bonded, thank god, and other than both not wanting to be here, they had literally nothing in common.<br/><br/>Out of the blue, the mental image of Shula laying unconscious on the ground came back to him, the big lizard's foot ready to crush her skull. Maybe, just maybe, Vince would be better in that spot that Shula. Even now, shit-eating grin plastered to his face, the brutal memory of Shula's mishap scared him, and wondered if maybe even just having Vince as a distraction would make Shula safer in the long run.