Katsuro wouldn't understand, heck why would he? The other man seemed better off, he didn't look like he had insecurities like himself, or what he showed himself as. He looked more stable than he did at least and it looked like Gregorio was cooling off, if only slightly, "Nothing. You wouldn't understand. Nor would you care for that matter." he muttered with a huff. Damn it, he needed another smoke, or better yet, another drink. That would make him feel better about himself. Maybe now it'd be better off he'd get on his way now. It was almost coincidence that his phone rang this time instead of a text buzz, knowing it was the mafia business now, he had to take it. "I have to go now." he muttered as he reached to pick up the call and headed off his way.