"Boxer, amature, although in the last two years I had been scouted, so I might have been close to going pro. Who knows anymore?" He kind of drifted off, returning to his home. "Some days I wish we had never left home. Things were so peaceful in Ireland." He sighed as he looked back at Cali. "No random creatures to hide from, no cowering like animals." He found himself wrapping his arm around her again out of habit. He hadn't talked to anyone in so long, he was finding it difficult to relate. He stared into her eyes for a second before turning away, his face as red as his hair. "Seems violence is my life, it's the one thing that never changes around me."