Muir pauses, then shrugs. "Well, I guess that's a pretty sweet deal, then. But don't just kill me for fun. If you don't kill me, I won't kill you. Respect me and I'll respect you. Perhaps we could make a friendship out of this mutual agreement," he muses.<br/><br/>Blizzard focuses hard on the gem in his hand, sewing together the chipped-off fragment. Meanwhile, he speaks to Diana. "It's a horrible feeling, isn't it? Realising that you've mutilated something that was important to you just because you got angry. Other people don't understand unless it happens to them. It got me outcast from society. Sometimes I wonder if that's the reason why I live like I do today," he mutters.