Tristan chuckled. Yes he chuckled. "I don't necessarily dislike this attitude of your's." He admitted after he let go of her. "But i guess i really can't stop you from doing what you want. But hey. Alls fair and all that crap right?" He asked before turning on his heel. After a bit he took a somewhat safer form of travel to get off the ship. And just like that he was back in the streets of New York. "Right." He sighed to himself. Now that he was alone he looked considerably more depressed. He looked at his hand closing his fist. He truly hated the turn of events. His sadness and anger were much greater than any anger or guilt Abi or anyone else could feel over this. Though they she and the rest were a bit too dense to realize. Which made keeping the act of not caring and knowing he could get the powers back that much easier.