He didn't know what surprised him more, how long their little skirmish had actually lasted or, the acted that it took the time it did? Mason neverminded it and spun his sword around before sheathing it to his side he wondered how much time they'd spend here, in this partiular spot in hell. He raised an eyebrow to whoever Mina was speaking to, he figured it was way beyond his pay grade so he left it alone. "So when do you start moving out?" Mason asked, now drawing in the dirt with his sword, marverling at how the blade tore through the ground with ease.