Kai merely grunted at the pain of having his arm popped back into its socket, and he not to use it for the time being, still letting it hang limply at his side as he spoke. "Let's get your place cleaned up." He said with resignation, setting to the task without really paying attention to Mira.<br/>He knew where almost everything went and he laughed a little when Mira questioned him about it.<br/>"I'm Merlot, remember? I've been here plenty of times." He had a small smile on his tired face that widened when his mind brought him a particular memory. "Me and Chuck smashed your coffee table one night. The glass one with the stainless steel curvy bits? I remember passing you in the driveway, and you started screaming right when I was getting in the car." Kai was lost in the apparently fond memory, being too tired to keep his guard up around the girl anymore.<br/>"I thought you'd come after me for sure." Mira looked at him, confused.<br/>"Oh shit he never told you?" Kai laughed a little. "I was the one that broke it! I fuckin' fell on it, 'cuz we were too goddamn drunk to stand. Can't believe he never told you. He wasn't really the kind of person to take the blame for someone else."<br/>And now he was dead. For some reason, the killer found he was actually bothered by this harsh fact. He killed for money, people died around him all the time, friends included. Chuck, though...he was--well, not innocent, but not part of the underworld Kai lived in. Now thanks to his and Cherry's games, he'd been brutally murdered.<br/>"I'll sleep on the couch." he said quietly, continuing to clean the house without much thought or attempted interaction.