The feeling of his arms folded behind his head had become a familiar one, even with his injuries he was able to do that much thanks to the healing. He looked towards Zan with a warm smile, his own blues closed from the humor that struck him. “I guess so. Whatever it takes to be number one. I'm willing to go the extra mile,” He chuckled lightly. 

While listening to Brenda, he found his wondering stare floating to Dan. The man sat comfortably, even when surrounded by mobsters and the boss. That meant he was use to being in the inner circle; he was strong. A light smirk pulled on his lips as thought about his situation. “So can everybody do that? The healing thing?” He asked casually, his curiosity for it overflowing.